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A  LL  in  the  golden  afternoon 

Full  leisurely  we  glide; 
For  both  our  oars,  with  little  skill, 

By  little  arms  are  plied, 
While  little  hands  make  vain  pretence 
Our  wanderings  to  guide. 


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Ah,  cruel  Three!    In  such  an  hour 
Beneath  such  dreamy  weather, 

To  beg  a  tale  of  breath  too  weak 
To  stir  the  tiniest  feather! 

Yet  what  can  one  poor  voice  avail 
Against  three  tongues  together? 


Imperious  Prima  flashes  forth 
Her  edict  "  to  begin  it " ; 

In  gentler  tone  Secunda  hopes 
"  There  will  be  nonsense  in  it!" 

While  Tertia  interrupts  the  tale 
Not  more  than  once  a  minute. 


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Anon,  to  sudden  silence  won, 

In  fancy  they  pursue 
The  dream-child  moving  through  a  land 

Of  wonders  wild  and  new, 
In  friendly  chat  with  bird  or  beast — 

And  half  believe  it  true. 


And  ever,  as  the  story  drained 

The  wells  of  fancy  dry, 
And  faintly  strove  that  weary  one 

To  put  the  subject  by, 
"  The  rest  next  time — "     "  It  is  next  time 

The  happy  voices  cry. 

Thus  grew  the  tale  of  Wonderland; 

Thus  slowly,  one  by  one, 
Its  quaint  events  were  hammered  out — 

And  now  the  tale  is  done, 
And  home  we  steer,  a  merry  crew, 

Beneath  the  setting  sun. 


Alice!  a  childish  story  take, 

And  with  a  gentle  hand 
Lay  it  where  Childhood's  dreams  are  twined 

In  Memory's  mystic  band, 
Like  pilgrim's  wither'd  wreath  of  flowers 

Pluck'd  in  a  far-off  land. 


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CHAPTER  PAGB 

I.  DOWN  THE  RABBIT-HOLE      ....  I 

H.  THE  POOL  OF  TEARS          15 

III.  A  CAUCUS-RACE  AND  A  LONG  TALE  29 

IV.  THE    RABBIT    SENDS    IN    A    LITTLE 

BILL 42 

V.  ADVICE  FROM  A  CATERPDLLAR    .      .  59 

VI.  PIG  AND  PEPPER 75 

VII.  A  MAD  TEA-PARTY 93 

Vm.  THE  QUEEN'S  CROQUET  GROUND       .  1 10 

IX.  THE  MOCK-TURTLE'S  STORY    .      .      .  I28 

X.  THE  LOBSTER  QUADRDLLE    .      .      .      .  144 
I.  WHO  STOLE  THE  TARTS?     .      .      .      .  159 

XII.  ALICE'S  EVIDENCE  ....  173 


ILLUSTRATIONS 

LEWIS  CARROLL Frontispiece 

"  DOWN  SHE  CAME  UPON  A  HEAP 

OF  DRY   LEAVES" Facing  p. 

"THE  POOR  LITTLE  THING  SAT 
DOWN  AND  CRIED"     .... 

"'NOW  I'M  OPENING  OUT  LIKE 
THE  LARGEST  TELESCOPE 
THAT  EVER  WAS!'  "   .... 

"THE  RABBIT  STARTED  VIO- 
LENTLY"     

THE    MOUSE    GAVE    A    SUDDEN 

LEAP   OUT   OF   THE   WATER  "  " 

"  THE  CAUCUS-RACE  "        .      .      .      . 
THE  DODO  SOLEMNLY  PRESENT- 
ED THE  THIMBLE"      .... 
MINE    IS    A    LONG    AND    A    SAD 
TALE/  SAID  THE  MOUSE  "  .      .  " 

'  ON  VARIOUS  PRETEXTS  THEY 
ALL  MOVED  OFF  "       .      .      .      . 


ILLUSTRATIONS 

"  '  WHY,    MARY    ANN,    WHAT   ARE 

rYOU    DOING    HERE?'"    .      .      .     Facing  p.      44 
"  '  WHAT'S     THAT     IN     THE     WIN- 
DOW ?'  " 


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ILLUSTRATIONS 

SO     SHE        SET        THE        LITTLE 

CREATURE  DOWN  "     ....     Facing  p. 

"  THIS  TIME  IT  VANISHED  QUITE 
SLOWLY" 

"  HE  DIPPED  IT  INTO  HIS  CUP 
OF  TEA  AND  LOOKED  AT 
IT  AGAIN  " 

"  THEY  LIVED  AT  THE  BOTTOM 
OF  A  WELL  " 

"  '  DON'T  GO  SPLASHING  PAINT 
OVER  ME'" 

"  '  OFF  WITH  HER  HEAD ! 

"  IT  WOULD  TWIST  ITSELF  ROUND 
AND  LOOK  UP  IN  HER  FACE  " 

"  '  DON'T  LOOK  AT  ME  LIKE 
THAT ' "       

"  THE  HEDGE-HOG  WAS  ENGAGED 
IN  A  FIGHT  WITH  ANOTHER 
HEDGE-HOG  " 

"  '  TUT,  TUT,  CHILD !'  SAID  THE 
DUCHESS  " 

"  THEY  BEGAN  SOLEMNLY  DAN- 
CING ROUND  AND  ROUND 
ALICE  " 

'  '  WILL  YOU  WALK  A  LITTLE 
FASTER,'  SAID  A  WHITING  TO 

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ILLUSTRATIONS 

"  ALICE    BEGAN    TELLING    THEM 

HER  ADVENTURES  "         ...     Facing  p.   I52 

*'  '  COME  ON !'  CRIED  THE  GRY- 
PHON "         "  158 

"  THE  KING  AND  QUEEN  OF 
HEARTS  WERE  SEATED  ON 
THEIR  THRONE  " "  l6o 

"  '  I'M  A  POOR  MAN,  YOUR 
MAJESTY,'  THE  HATTER  BE- 
GAN, IN  A  TREMBLING  VOICE  "  "  166 

"  INTO   THIS   THEY   SLIPPED   THE 

GUINEA-PIG" "  168 

"  UPSETTING  ALL  OF  THE  JURY- 
MEN ONTO  THE  HEADS  OF 
THE  CROWD  BELOW  "...  "  174 

M  AT    THIS     THE      WHOLE      PACK 

ROSE  UP  INTO  THE  AIR  "  .      .  "  182 


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INTRODUCTI ON 


TF  any  apology  is  needed  for  offering 
to  the  world  a  set  of  new  illustra- 
tions to  Alice  in  Wonderland,  it  must 
be  found  in  the  special  fitness  of  Mr. 
Peter  Newell  to  make  drawings  for  that 
book.  Alice  is  frankly  not  quite  of 
this  world,  and  so  are  Mr.  Ne well's 
drawings.  It  must  have  been  destined 
from  the  beginning  that  Mr.  Newell 
should  illustrate  Alice,  and,  if  the 
combination  has  lagged  these  many 
years,  it  was  only  on  account  of  dis- 
crepancies of  age  which  it  took  time  to 
overcome.  It  is  matter  for  general 
felicitation  that  so  suitable  a  union 
has  been  accomplished  at  last.  Even 
the  delay  has  been  advantageous,  for 
it  has  given  us  the  Tenniel  pictures, 


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INTRODUCTION 

which  are   identified  beyond  fear  of( 
separation  with  Alice  and  her  familiars.  | 
No  one  reads  Alice  nowadays  to  see  , 
whether  it  is  a  good  book.     It  passed 

ago  out  of  the  range  of  criticism  \ 
or  doubt.     There   is   not  much  more 
question  about  its  place  in  literature  | 
than    about    Mother    Goose.      That's  §, 
what  it  is  to  be  a  classic.     When  we  ((%^ 
want  to  get  at  the  true  inwardness  of 
Alice,  we  don't  go  to  the  learned,  but  £ 
to  the  nearest  intelligent  girl -child.  (% 
We  don't  ask  her  why  she  likes  it.   We;# 
merely   gossip  about   it,  and   let   her 
indicate  its  strong  points  by  revealing 
the  liveliest  impressions  she  has  got;«£ 
from    it.     Something    like    that    Mr. 
Newell  has  done.     He  offers  us  Alice 
as  she  appears  to  him.     He  presents 
to  us  the  Rabbit,  the  Mouse,  the  Dodo, 
the  Cheshire    Cat,  the   Gryphon,   the^ 
Mock -Turtle,   the    March    Hare,   the 
Hatter,  and  the  other   members  of  a 
remarkable  family  reflected  in  the  mir- 


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ror  of  his  uncanny  and  surprising 
mind.  It  is  a  set  of  new  portraits  of 
old  acquaintances.  The  likenesses  are 
there,  of  course,  but  the  better  we  know 
the  old  portraits  the  livelier  our  inter- 
est will  be  in  the  new. 

The  astonishing  success  of  Alice's 
Adventures  has  made  many  persons 
curious  to  know  how  it  came  to  be 
written,  and  what  manner  of  mind  it 
was  that  produced  it.  The  Life  of 
Lewis  Carroll,  published  since  his  death, 
tells  what  there  was  to  tell  about  it. 
As  every  one  knows  now,  Lewis  Carroll 
was  Mr.  Charles  L.  Dodgson,  an  Ox- 
ford scholar,  of  excellent  intelligence, , 
by  profession  a  clergyman,  by  voca- 
tion a  mathematician  and  teacher 
of  mathematics,  and  by  avocation  a  I 
friend  and  student  of  children.  The 
secret  of  his  success  was  his  close 
relations  with  his  audience.  He  in- 
vented Alice  and  her  adventures,  day 
by  day,  for  the  entertainment  of  Dean 


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Liddell's  three  little  girls.  No  doubt 
he  felt  his  way  along,  as  we  all  do  when 
we  tell  stories  to  children,  shaping  his 
course  according  to  results,  and  testing 
every  invention  by  the  degree  of  en- 
tertainment it  afforded.  He  was  a 
man  who  took  pains  with  trifles.  He 
lived  an  undistracted  life,  and,  having 
incorrigible  habits  of  industry,  found 
leisure  to  do  carefully  many  things 
that  most  men  would  not  consider  worth 
doing  at  all.  As  Alice's  story  grew 
in  use,  he  wrote  it  down.  The  idea 
of  printing  it  was  an  after-thought. 
When  that  idea  came  to  him,  he  paid 
attention  to  it ;  and  inasmuch  as  he  was 
going  to  make  a  book,  he  took  the  pains 
with  it  that  it  was  his  nature  to  take 
about  anything  to  which  he  turned  his 
hand  or  his  mind  He  made  the  best 
book  he  could ;  got  the  best  pictures  he 
could  for  it,  and  worked  with  illustrator 
and  publisher  over  every  detail  of  its 
construction.      The  first  edition  of  two 


thousand  copies  was  badly  printed.  It 
was  called  in  and  destroyed.  The  next 
edition  came  out  well,  and  then  the  A 
book  began  to  make  friends  for  itself. 
It  has  made  them  since  then  by  the 
hundred  thousand,  and  has  come  to 
be  one  of  the  best -known  books  in  J 
the  world. 

One  of  the  beauties  of  Alice  is  that 

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it  has  no  moral.      It  is  absolutely  in-  mji^MM, 


.  of  harm  to  any  reader's  mind.  But  it 
is  one  of  the  most  irresponsible  books 
ever  written.  The  unexpected  usually 
happens  in  it,  and  no  excuse  is  offered 
for    any    occurrence    merely    because 

>]it  is  contrary  to  human  experience. 
Rules  are  the  plague  of  childhood, 
and  in  Alice  all  rules  go  for  nothing. 
That  may  be  the  reason  why  children 
universally  delight  in  it.  And  an- 
other reason  is  that  it  exercises  the 


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imagination  and  the  sense  of  humor 
of  childhood.     They  are  both  regions 
of     mystery     to     most     grown  -  ups. 
8  Strangely  soon  childhood  becomes  an 
\Y  unknown  country  to  us,  and  we  look 
f£\\  back  to  it,  and  wonder  about  its  laws  / 
\  and  customs.      Children  make  exceed- 
ingly merry  over  jokes  that  seem  to 
'//  us  too  simple  to  be  funny;   they  de- 
light  in  improbabilities   that   seem  to 
us  too  crude  to  be  entertaining.     That 
is  because  we  have  left  childhood  be- 
,  hind.     Dodgson  never  did.     He  kept 
in  close  touch  with  it,  shared  it,  was  of 
^  it.     Mixed  up  in  him  along  with  the  \ 
6$' mathematician  and  the  Oxford  don  was  v 
A  a  child  that  was  never  allowed  to  grow  fi 


old,  but  was  always  in  perfect  sym- 
pathy with  other  children.  Therein 
lay  his  special  power.  To  the  de- 
relopment  of  that  power  he  brought 
some  gift  of  versification,  good  sense, 
a  well-trained  mind,  and  a  grave,  gentle 
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should  have  been  geared  to  an  imagina- 
tion so  whimsical  and  to  so  gentle  a 
nature  was  one  of  the  things  that  some- 
times happen  when  no  one  is  looking. 
Mice  has  its  underlying  causes,  and 
its  sufficient  reasons  for  being,  but  more 
than  most  books  it  was  a  gift  of  nature 
— a  gift  of  nature  to  childhood.  It  came 
through  Dodgson,  but  it  came  because 
it  happened  to  be  in  him,  and  because 
he  happened  to  be  a  man  who  could  and 
would  take  the  trouble  to  get  what  was 
in  him  out.  If  men  more  commonly 
valued  and  worked  out  the  best  gift 
they  had,  and  spent  even  a  part  of 
their  energies  in  the  labors  they  were 
most  fit  for,  the  world  would  be  richer 
than  it  is  in  books,  in  art,  and  in  every- 
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ALICE'S  ADVENTURES 
IN  WONDERLAND 

CHAPTER  I 
DOWN   THE   RABBIT-HOLE 

ALICE  was  beginning  to  get  very 
■**■  tired  of  sitting  by  her  sister  on  the 
bank,  and  of  having  nothing  to  do; 
once  or  twice  she  had  peeped  into  the 
book  her  sister  was  reading,  but  it 
had  no  pictures  or  conversations  in  it, 
"and  what  is  the  use  of  a  book," 
thought  Alice,  "without  pictures  or 
conversations?" 

So  she  was  considering  in  her  own 
mind  (as  well  as  she  could,  for  the  hot 
day  made  her  feel  very  sleepy  and  stu- 
pid) whether  the  pleasure  of  making  a 


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of  getting  up  and  picking  the  daisies, 


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' ^^Ip^Jpink  eyes  ran  close  by  her. 

There  was  nothing  so  very  remark-  VJ 
able  in  that ;  nor  did  Alice  think  it  so 
very  much  out  of  the  way  to  hear  the 
Rabbit  say  to  itself,  "Oh  dear!     Oh 
dear!     I  shall  be  too  late!"  (when  she  ((%f 
thought  it  over  afterwards,  it  occurred 
to  her  that  she  ought  to  have 
dered  at  this,   but  at  the  time 
seemed  quite  natural);  but  when 
Rabbit  actually  took  a  watch  out  of  its 
waistcoat-pocket,  and  looked  at  it,  and 
then  hurried  on,  Alice  started  to  her 
feet,   for  it   flashed  across   her  mind 
that  she  had  never  before  seen  a  rab- 
bit with  either  a  waistcoat-pocket,  or  a 
watch  to  take  out  of  it,  and,  burning 
with  curiosity,  she  ran  across  the  field 
after  it,  and  fortunately  was  just  in 
time  to  see  it  pop  down  a  large  rab- 
bit-hole under  the  hedge. 


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In  another  moment  down  went  Alice 
after  it,  never  once  considering  how  in 
the  world  she  was  to  get  out  again. 

The  rabbit -hole  went  straight  on  (y 
like  a  tunnel  for  some  way,  and  then 
dipped  suddenly   down — so   suddenly 
that  Alice  had  not  a  moment  to  think 
about  stopping  herself  before  she  found 
herself  falling  down  a  very  steep  well. 
Either  the  well  was  very  deep,  or  she 
fell  very  slowly,  for  she  had  plenty  of 
time  as  she  went  down  to  look  about 
her,  and  to  wonder  what  was  going  to 
[\  happen  next.     First,  she  tried  to  look 
|]  down  and  make  out  what  she  was  com- 
I  ing  to,  but  it  was  too  dark  to  see  any- 
1  thing;  then  she  looked  at  the  sides  of 
^the  well,  and  noticed  that  they  were 
filled  with  cupboards  and  book-shelves ; 
here  and  there  she  saw  maps  and  pict- 
ures hung  upon  pegs.     She  took  down 
a  jar  from  one  of  the  shelves  as  she 
passed;   it   was   labelled   "ORANGE. 
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disappointment  it  was  empty.  She  did 
not  like  to  drop  the  jar  for  fear  of  kill- 
ing somebody,  so  managed  to  put  it 
into  one  of  the  cupboards  as  she  fell 
past  it. 

"Well!"  thought  Alice  to  herself. 
"After  such  a  fall  as  this,  I  shall 
think  nothing  of  tumbling  down- 
stairs! How  brave  they'll  all  think 
me  at  home!  Why,  I  wouldn't  say 
anything  about  it,  even  if  I  fell  off 
the  top  of  the  house!"  (Which  was 
very  likely  true.) 

Down,  down,  down.  Would  the  fall 
never  come  to  an  end  ?  "I  wonder 
how  many  miles  I've  fallen  by  this 
time?"  she  said,  aloud.  "I  must 
be  getting  somewhere  near  the  cen- 
tre of  the  earth.  Let  me  see:  that 
would  be  four  thousand  miles  down, 
I  think — "  (for,  you  see,  Alice  had 
learned  several  things  of  this  sort  in 
her  lessons  in  the  school-room,  and 
though  this  was  not  a  very  good 

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portunity  for  showing  off  her  knowl- 
edge, as  there  was  no  one  to  listen  to 
her,  still  it  was  good  practice  to  say- 
it  over)  " — yes,  that's  about  the  right 
distance — but  then  I  wonder  what  Lat- 
itude or  Longitude  I've  got  to?"  (Alice 
had  no  idea  what  Latitude  was,  or 
Longitude  either,  but  thought  they 
were  nice,  grand  words  to  say.) 

Presently  she  began  again.  "  I  won- 
der if  I  shall  fall  right  through  the! 
earth?  How  funny  it  '11  seem  to  come 
out  among  the  people  that  walk  with 
their  heads  downward!  The  Antipa- 
thies, I  think — "  (she  was  rather  glad 
there  was  no  one  listening  this  time, 
as  it  didn't  sound  at  all  the  right- 
word)  "  — but  I  shall  have  to  ask  them 
what  the  name  of  the  country  is,  you 
know.  '  Please,  ma'am,  is  this  New  Zea- 
land or  Australia?'  "  (and  she  tried  to 
courtesy  as  she  spoke — fancy  courtesy- 
ing  as  you're  falling  through  the  air! 
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"And  what  an  ignorant  little  girl 
she'll  think  me  !  No,  it  '11  never  do 
to  ask;  perhaps  I  shall  see  it  written 
up  somewhere." 

Down,  down,  down.  There  was 
nothing  else  to  do,  so  Alice  soon  be- 
an talking  again.  "Dinah  '11  miss 
me  very  much  to-night,  I  should 
think!"  (Dinah  was  the  cat.)  "I 
hope  they'll  remember  her  saucer  of 
milk  at  tea-time.  Dinah,  my  dear, 
I  wish  you  were  down  here  with  me! 
There   are   no   mice  in  the  air,    I'm 


afraid,   but  you  might  catch  a  bat, 
(#and   that's   very   like   a   mouse,    you 
know.     But  do  cats  eat  bats,  I  won- 
der?"    And  here  Alice  began  to  get 
ather  sleepy,  and  went  on  saying  to 
herself,    in   a    dreamy   sort    of    way, 
"Do    cats    eat    bats?     Do    cats    eat 
ats?"  and  sometimes,  "Do  bats  eat 
cats?"  for,  you  see,  as  she  couldn't 
answer  either  question,  it  didn't  much 
matter  which  way  she  put  it.     She 
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a  row  of  lamps  hanging  from  the 
roof. 

There  were  doors  all  round  the  hall, 
but  they  were  all  locked;  and  when 
Alice  had  been  all  the  way  down  one 
side  and  up  the  other,  trying  every 
|j  door,  she  walked  sadly  down  the  mid- 
dle, wondering  how  she  was  ever  to 
get  out  again. 

Suddenly  she  came  upon  a  little 
three-legged  table,  all  made  of  solid 
glass ;  there  was  nothing  on  it  except 
a  tiny  golden  key,  and  Alice's  first 
thought  was  that  it  might  belong  to 
one  of  the  doors  of  the  hall;  but,  alas! 
either  the  locks  were  too  large  or  the 
key  was  too  small,  but  at  any  rate  it 
would  not  open  any  of  them.  How- 
ever, the  second  time  round  she  came 
upon  a  low  curtain  she  had  not  no- 
l  ticed  before,  and  behind  it  was  a  lit- 
tle door  about  fifteen  inches  high.  She 
tried  the  little  golden  key  in  the  lock, 

and  to  her  great  delight  it  fitted! 
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Alice  opened  the  door  and  found 
that  it  led  into  a  small  passage,  not 
much  larger  than  a  rat-hole.  She 
knelt  down  and  looked  along  the  pas- 
sage into  the  loveliest  garden  you  ever 
saw.  How  she  longed  to  get  out  of 
that  dark  hall,  and  wander  about 
among  those  beds  of  bright  flowers 
and  those  cool  fountains,  but  she 
could  not  even  get  her  head  through 
the  doorway!  "And  even  if  my  head 
would  go  through/'  thought  poor 
Alice,  "it  would  be  of  very  little  use 
without  my  shoulders.  Oh,  how  I 
wish  I  could  shut  up  like  a  telescope! 
I  think  I  could,  if  I  only  knew  how  to 
begin.' '  For,  you  see,  so  many  out- 
of-the-way  things  had  happened  lately 
that  Alice  had  begun  to  think  that 
very  few  things  indeed  were  really 
impossible. 

There  seemed  to  be  no  use  in  wait- 
ing by  the  little  door,  so  she  went 
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might  find  another  key  on  it,  or,  a« 
any  rate,  a  book  of  rules  for  shutting, 
people  up  like  telescopes.     This  time£y 
she  found  a  little  bottle  on  it  ("which! 
certainly  was  not  here  before/'  saidV 
Alice),   and  round  its  neck  a  paper 
label,  with  the  words  "DRINK  ME  "J 
beautifully  printed  on  it  in  large  let- 
ters. 

It  was  all  very  well  to  say  "  Drink  .^ 
me/'  but  the  wise  little  Alice  was  not 
going  to  do  that  in  a  hurry.  "No, 
I'll  look  first,"  she  said,  "and  see-o 
whether  it's  marked  'poison'  or  not;" 
for  she  had  read  several  nice  little  his- 
tories about  children  who  had  got 
burned,  and  eaten  up  by  wild  beasts, 
and  many  other  unpleasant  things, 
all  because  they  would  not  remem- 
ber the  simple  rules  their  friends  had 
taught  them :  such  as,  that  a  red-hot 
poker  will  burn  you  if  you  hold  it  too 
long;  and  that,  if  you  cut  your  finger 
very  deeply  with  a  knife,   it  usually 


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bleeds;  and  she  had  never  forgotten 
that,  if  you  drink  much  from  a  bottle 
marked  "poison,"  it  is  almost  certain 
to  disagree  with  you,  sooner  or  later. 
However,  this  bottle  was  not  marked 
"poison/'  so  Alice  ventured  to  taste 
it,  and,  finding  it  very  nice  (it  had,  in 
fact,  a  sort  of  mixed  flavor  of  cherry- 
tart,  custard,  pine-apple,  roast  turkey, 
toffee,  and  hot  buttered  toast),  she 
very  soon  finished  it  off. 


"What  a  curious  feeling!"  said 
Alice.  "I  must  be  shutting  up  like 
a  telescope." 

And  so  it  was,  indeed :  she  was  now 
only  ten  inches  high,  and  her  face 
brightened  up  at  the  thought  that  she 
was  now  the  right  size  for  going 
through  the  little  door  into  that  love- 
ly garden.  First,  however,  she  wait-  ; 
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going  to  shrink  any  further :  she  felt 
a  little  nervous  about  this,  "for  it 
might  end,  you  know/'  said  Alice, 
"in  my  going  out  altogether,  like  a 
candle.  I  wonder  what  I  should  be 
like  then?"  And  she  tried  to  fancy 
what  the  flame  of  a  candle  is  like 
after  it  is  blown  out,  for  she  could  \ 
not  remember  ever  having  seen  such 
a  thing. 

After  a  while,  finding  that  nothing 
more  happened,  she  decided  to  go  into 
the  garden  at  once,  but,  alas  for  poor 
Alice!  when  she  got  to  the  door  she 
found  she  had  forgotten  the  little 
golden  key,  and  when  she  went  back 
to  the  table  for  it  she  found  she  could 
not  possibly  reach  it.  She  could  see 
it  quite  plainly  through  the  glass, 
and  she  tried  her  best  to  climb  up 
one  of  the  table-legs,  but  it  was  too 
slippery;  and  when  she  had  tired  her- 
self out  with  trying,  the  poor  little  thing 
sat  down  and  cried. 

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"  Come,  there's  no  use  in  crying  like 
that!"    said   Alice   to   herself,    rather 
sharply.     "I  advise  you  to  leave  off 
this    minute!"     She    generally    gave 
herself  very  good  advice  (though  she 
very  seldom  followed  it),   and  some-   . 
times  she  scolded  herself  so  severely 
'as  to  bring  tears  into  her  eyes;  and  y 
once  she  remembered  trying  to  box  / 
her  own  ears  for  having  cheated  her- 

ir     •  r  a       i 

self  in  a  game  of  croquet  she  was 
playing  against  herself,  for  this  curi-§> 
ous  child  was  very  fond  of  pretend- 
ing to  be  two  people.  "But  it's  no 
use  now,"  thought  poor  Alice,  "to 
pretend  to  be  two  people!  Why, 
there's  hardly  enough  of  me  left  to 
make  one  respectable  person!" 

Soon  her  eye  fell  on  a  little  glass 
box  that  was  lying  under  the  table. 
She  opened  it,  and  found  in  it  a  very 
small  cake,  on  which  the  words  "  EAT 
ME  n  were  beautifully  marked  in  cur- 
rants.    "Well,  I'll  eat  it,"  said  Alice, 


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reach  the   key,   and  if  it  makes  me 

smaller  I  can  creep  under  the  door; 

fl  so,  either  way,  I'll  get  into  the  garden, 

and  I  don't  care  which  happens!" 

She  ate  a  little  bit  and  said  anx- 
iously to  herself,  "Which  way?  Which 
way?"    holding     her    hand    on     the 
top    of  her  head  to  feel   which  way 
it  was  growing,   and  she  was  quite 
surprised  to  find  that  she  remained 
the  same  size.     To  be  sure,  this  gener- 
ally happens  when  one  eats  cake,  but 
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So  she  set  to  work,  and  very  soon 
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CHAPTER  II 
THE   POOL   OF   TEARS 

"fURIOUSER  and  curiouser  !"  cried 
^  Alice  (she  was  so  much  sur- 
prised that  for  the  moment  she  quite 
forgot  how  to  speak  good  English); 
"now  I'm  opening  out  like  the  larg- 
est telescope  that  ever  was!  Good- 
bye, feet!"  (for  when  she  looked  down 
at  her  feet  they  seemed  to  be  almost 
out  of  sight,  they  were  getting  so  far 
off).  "Oh,  my  poor  little  feet,  I  won- 
der who  will  put  on  your  shoes  and 
stockings  for  you  now,  dears?  I'm 
sure  I  sha'n't  be  able!  I  shall  be  a 
great  deal  too  far  off  to  trouble  my- 
self about  you:  you  must  manage 
the  best  way  you  can  —  but  I  must 
be  kind  to  them,"  thought  Alice,  "or 


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perhaps  they  won't  walk  the  way  I 
want  to  go!  Let  me  see;  I'll  give 
them  a  new  pair  of  boots  every  Christ- 
mas/' 

And  she  went  on  planning  to  her- 
self how  she  would  manage  it.  "  The 
must  go  by  the  carrier,"  she  thought; 
"and  how  funny  it  '11  seem,  sending 
presents  to  one's  own  feet!  And  how 
odd  the  directions  will  look! — 

Alice's  Right  Foot,  Esq. 
Hearthrug, 

near  the  Fender 

(with  Alice's  love). 

Oh  dear,  what  nonsense  I'm  talk- 
ing!" 

Just  then  her  head  struck  against 
the  roof  of  the  hall — in  fact  she  was 
now  more  than  nine  feet  high — and 
she  at  once  took  up  the  little  golden 
key  and  hurried  off  to  the  garden 
door. 

Poor   Alice  I     It   was   as   much   as 
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she  could  do,  lying  down  on  one  side, 
to  look  through  into  the  garden  with 
one  eye,  but  to  get  through  was  more 
hopeless  than  ever.  She  sat  down  and 
began  to  cry  again. 

"  You  ought  to  be  ashamed  of  your- 
self/' said  Alice — "a  great  girl  like 
you"  (she  might  well  say  this),  "to 
go  on  crying  in  this  way!  Stop  this 
moment,  I  tell  you!"  But  she  went 
on  all  the  same,  shedding  gallons  of 
tears,  until  there  was  a  large  pool  all 
round  her,  about  four  inches  deep  and 
reaching  half  down  the  hall. 

After  a  time  she  heard  a  little  pat- 
tering of  feet  in  the  distance,  and  she 
hastily  dried  her  eyes  to  see  what  was 
coming.  It  was  the  White  Rabbit  re- 
turning, splendidly  dressed,  with  a 
pair  of  white  kid  gloves  in  one  hand 
and  a  large  fan  in  the  other.  He 
came  trotting  along  in  a  great  hur- 
ry, muttering  to  himself  as  he  came, 

"Oh!  the  Duchess,  the  Duchess!    Oh! 
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°yshe  began,  in  a  low,  timid  voice,  "If  wj; 
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gloves  and  the  fan,  and  skurried  away 
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.fanning  herself  all  the  time  she  went 
on  talking:  "Dear,  dear!     How  queer 
everything  is  to-day!     And  yesterday 
things  went  on  just  as  usual.    I  wonder 
,if  I  ve  been  changed  in  the  night?     Let 
me  think :  was  I  the  same  when  I  got 
up  this   morning?     I  almost   think  I 
can  remember  feeling  a  little  different. 
~^But  if  I'm  not   the  same,    the  next 
^question  is,  Who  in  the  world  am  I? 
Ah,    that's   the   great   puzzle!"     And 
cshe  began  thinking  over  all  the  chil- 


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dren  she  knew  that  were  of  the  same 
age  as  herself,  to  see  if  she  could  have 
been  changed  for  any  of  them. 

"I'm  sure  I'm  not  Ada/'  she  said, 
"for  her  hair  goes  in  such  long  ring- 
lets, and  mine  doesn't  go  in  ringlets 
at  all;  and  I'm  sure  I  can't  be  Mabel, 
for  I  know  all  sorts  of  things,  and  she, 
oh  !  she  knows  such  a  very  little  ! 
Besides,  she's  she  and  I'm  I,  and — 
oh  dear,  how  puzzling  it  all  is!  I'll 
try  if  I  know  all  the  things  I  used  to 
know.  Let  me  see:  four  times  five  is 
twelve,  and  four  times  six  is  thirteen, 
and  four  times  seven  is — oh  dear!  I 
shall  never  get  to  twenty  at  that 
rate !  However,  the  Multiplication 
Table  doesn't  signify :  let's  try  Geog- 
raphy. London  is  the  capital  of  Paris, 
and  Paris  is  the  capital  of  Rome,  and 
Rome — no,  that's  all  wrong,  I'm  cer- 
tain! I  must  have  been  changed  for 
Mabel!  I'll  try  and  say  'How  doth 
the  little — ' "  and  she  crossed  her  hands 


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ALICE   IN   WONDERLAND 

on  her  lap  as  if  she  were  saying  les- 
sons, and  began  to  repeat  it,  but  her 
voice  sounded  hoarse  and  strange, 
and  the  words  did  not  come  the  same 
as  they  used  to  do : 

"How  doth  the  little  crocodile 

Improve  his  shining  tail, 
And  pour  the  waters  of  the  Nile 
On  every  golden  scale  I 


"How  cheerfully  he  seems  to  grin, 

How  neatly  spread  his  claws, 
And  welcomes  little  fishes  in 
With  gently  smiling  jaws !" 

''I'm  sure  those  are  not  the  right 
words/'  said  poor  Alice,  and  her  e3^es 
filled  with  tears  again  as  she  went 
on:  "I  must  be  Mabel,  after  all,  and 
I  shall  have  to  go  and  live  in  that 
poky  little  house,  and  have  next  to 
no  toys  to  play  with,  and  oh!  ever 
so  many  lessons  to  learn!  No,  I've 
made  up  my  mind  about  it;  if  I'm 
Mabel,  I'll  stay  down  here!     It  11  be 


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no  use  their  putting  their  heads  down 
and  saying,  'Come  up  again,  dear!' 
I  shall  only  look  up  and  say,  'Who 
am  I,  then?  Tell  me  that  first,  and 
then,  if  I  like  being  that  person,  I'll 
come  up;  if  not,  I'll  stay  down  here 
))  x  till  I'm  somebody  else. '  But,  oh  dear !" 
'  cried  Alice,  with  a  sudden  burst  of 
tears,  "  I  do  wish  they  would  put  their 
heads  down!  I  am  so  very  tired  of 
being  all  alone  here!" 

As  she  said  this  she  looked  down 
at  her  hands,  and  was  surprised  to 
h  see  that  she  had  put  on  one  of  the 
Rabbit's  little  white  kid  gloves  while 
Ijshe  was  talking.     "How  can  I  have 
done  that?"  she  thought.     "I  must  be 
! growing  small   again."     She  got  up 
and  went  to  the  table  to  measure  her- 
self by  it,  and  found  that,  as  nearly 
as  she  could  guess,  she  was  now  about 
two  feet  high,  and  was  going  on  shrink- 
ing rapidly.     She  soon  found  out  that 
the  cause  of  this  was  the  fan  she  was 
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holding,  and  she  dropped  it  hastily, 
just  in  time  to  avoid  shrinking  away 
m  altogether. 

"That  was  a  narrow  escape!"  said 
.  Alice,  a  good  deal  frightened  at  the 
\  sudden  change,  but  very  glad  to  find 
herself  still  in  existence;   "and  now 
for  the  garden!"  and  she  ran  with  all 
speed  back  to  the  little  door ;  but,  alas ! 
the  little  door  was  shut  again,  and  the 
little  golden  key  was  lying  on  the  glass 
table  as  before,  "and  things  are  worse 
than  ever,"   thought  the  poor  child, 
$"for  I  never  was  so  small  as  this  be- 
fore— never!     And   I   declare    it's  too 
bad,  that  it  is!" 

As  she  said  these  words  her  foot 

slipped,     and     in     another     moment, 

splash!    she  was   up  to   her   chin  in 

salt  water.     Her  first  idea  was  that 

he  had  somehow  fallen  into  the  sea, 

'and  in  that  case  I  can  go  back  by 

railway,"  she  said  to  herself.     (Alice, 

ad  been  to  the  seaside  once^iirhe 


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life,  and  had  come  to  the  general  con- 
clusion that  wherever  you  go  to  on 

|  the  English  coast  you  find  a  number 
of  bathing-machines  in  the  sea,  some 
children  digging  in  the  sand  with 
wooden  spades,  then  a  row  of  lodg- 
ing-houses, and  behind  them  a  rail- 
way station.)  However,  she  soon 
made  out  that  she  was  in  the  pool 
of  tears  which  she  had  wept  when 
she  was  nine  feet  high. 

"I  wish  I  hadn't  cried   so  much!" 

i  said  Alice,  as  she  swam  about,  try- 
ing to  find  her  way  out.  "I  shall  be 
punished  for  it  now,  I  suppose,  by  be- 

fj  ing  drowned  in  my  own  tears!  That 
will  be  a  queer  thing,  to  be  sure ! 
However,  everything  is  queer  to- 
day." 

Just    then    she    heard    something 
splashing  about  in  the  pool  a  little// 
way    off,    and    she    swam    nearer    toU 
make  out  what  it  was.     At  first  she 
thought  it  must  be  a  walrus  or  hip- 

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popotamus,  but  then  she  remembered 
how  small  she  was  now,  and  she  soon 
made  out  that  it  was  only  a  mouse 
that  had  slipped  in  like  herself. 

"Would  it  be  of  any  use,  now/' 
thought  Alice,  "to  speak  to  this 
mouse?  Everything  is  so  out-of-the- 
way  down  here  that  I  should  think 
very  likely  it  can  talk;  at  any  rate, 
there's  no  harm  in  trying."  So  she 
began:  "0  Mouse,  do  you  know  the 
way  out  of  this  pool?  I  am  very 
tired  of  swimming  about  here,  0 
Mouse!"  (Alice  thought  this  must  be 
the  right  way  of  speaking  to  a  mouse. 
She  had  never  done  such  a  thing 
before,  but  she  remembered  having 
seen  in  her  brother's  Latin  Gram- 
mar, "A  mouse  —  of  a  mouse  —  to  a 
mouse  —  a  mouse  —  0  mouse!")  The 
Mouse  looked  at  her  rather  inquisi- 
tively, and  seemed  to  her  to  wink 
with  one  of  its  little  eyes,  but  it  said 
nothing. 

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"Perhaps  it  doesn't  understand 
English,"  thought  Alice;  "I  dare 
say  it's  a  French  mouse,  come  over 
with  William  the  Conqueror."  (For, 
with  all  her  knowledge  of  history, 
Alice  had  no  very  clear  notion  how 
long  ago  anything  had  happened.)  So 
she  began  again :  "  Ou  est  ma  chatte?" 
which  was  the  first  sentence  in  her 
French  lesson-book.  The  Mouse  gave 
a  sudden  leap  out  of  the  water,  and 
seemed  to  quiver  all  over  with  fright. 
"Oh,  I  beg  your  pardon!"  cried  Alice, 
hastily,  afraid  that  she  had  hurt  the 
poor  animal's  feelings.  "I  quite  for- 
got you  didn't  like  cats." 

"Not  like  cats!"  cried  the  Mouse, 
in  a  shrill,  passionate  voice.  "Would 
you  like  cats  if  you  were  me?" 

"Well,  perhaps  not,"  said  Alice,  in 
a  soothing  tone.  "Don't  be  angry 
about  it.  And  yet  I  wish  I  could 
show  you  our  cat  Dinah:  I  think 
you'd  take  a  fancy  to  cats  if  you 
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could  only  see  her.     She  is  such 

dear,    quiet    thing,"    Alice   went    on,, 

\  half  to  herself,   as   she  swam  lazily/ 

about  in  the  pool,  "and  she  sits  purr-; 

fj  ing  so  nicely  by  the  fire,  licking  herl 

naws  and   washinc  her  face — and   she 


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paws  and  washing  her  face — and  she 
is  such  a  nice  soft  thing  to  nurse — ;fer: 
and  she's  such  a  capital  one  for  catch-fil- 
ing  mice — oh,    I   beg  your  pardon!"  "((% 
cried  Alice  again,   for  this  time  the 
Mouse  was  bristling  all  over,  and  she:£ 
felt  certain  it  must  be  really  offend-  (o 
ed.     "We  won't  talk  about  her  any 
more,  if  you'd  rather  not." 

"We,  indeed!"  cried  the  Mouse,  who 
was  trembling  down  to  the  end  of  his 
tail.  "As  if  I  would  talk  on  such 
a  subject  !  Our  family  always  hated 
cats  —  nasty,  low,  vulgar  things! 
Don't  let  me  hear  the  name  again!" 

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"There  is  such  a  nice  little  dog  near 
our  house  I  should  like  to  show  you! 
A  little  bright-eyed  terrier,  you  know, 
with  oh,  such  long,  curly  brown  hair! 
And  it  '11  fetch  things  when  you  throw 
them,  and  it  '11  sit  up  and  beg  for  its 
dinner,  and  all  sorts  of  things — I  can't 
remember  half  of  them — and  it  be- 
longs to  a  farmer,  you  know,  and  he 
says  it's  so  useful  it's  worth  a  hun- 
dred pounds!  He  says  it  kills  all  the 
rats  and — oh  dear!"  cried  Alice  in  a 
sorrowful  tone,  "I'm  afraid  I've  of- 
fended it  again!"  For  the  Mouse  was 
swimming  away  from  her  as  hard  as 
it  could  go,  and  making  quite  a  com- 
motion in  the  pool  as  it  went. 

So  she  called  softly  after  it,  "  Mouse 
dear!  Do  come  back  again,  and  we 
won't  talk  about  cats,  or  dogs  either, 
if  you  don't  like  them!"  When  the 
Mouse  heard  this,  it  turned  round  and 
swam  slowly  back   to  her.     Its  face 


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was  quite  pale  (with  passion,  Alice 
thought),  and  it  said  in  a  low,  trem- 
bling voice,  "Let  us  get  to  the  shore, 
and  then  I'll  tell  you  my  history,  and 
you'll  understand  why  it  is  I  hate  cats 
and  dogs." 

It  was  high  time  to  go,  for  the  pool 
was  getting  quite  crowded  with  the 
birds  and  animals  that  had  fallen 
into  it :  there  were  a  Duck  and  a  Dodo, 
a  Lory  and  an  Eaglet,  and  several 
other  curious  creatures.  Alice  led  the 
way,  and  the  whole  party  swam  to  the 
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to  them,  and  all  dripping  wet,  cross, 

and  uncomfortable. 

The  first  question,   of  course,   was 

how   to  get  dry  again.    They  had  a 

consultation  about  this,   and  after  a 

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iarly  with  them,  as  if  she  had  known 

them  all   her  life.     Indeed,    she  had 

quite  a  long  argument  with  the  Lory, 

who  at  last  turned  sulky,  and  would 

only  say,  "I  am  older  than  you,  and 

must  know  better;"   and  this   Alice 
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old  it  was,  and,  as  the  Lory  positively- 
refused  to  tell  its  age,  there  was  no 
more  to  be  said. 

At  last  the  Mouse,  who  seemed  to 
be  a  person  of  authority  among  them, 
called  out,  "  Sit  down,  all  of  you,  and 
listen  to  me!  I'll  soon  make  you  dry 
enough !"  They  all  sat  down  at  once, 
in  a  large  ring,  with  the  Mouse  in  the 
middle.  Alice  kept  her  eyes  anxious- 
ly fixed  on  it,  for  she  felt  sure  she 
would  catch  a  bad  cold  if  she  did  not 
get  dry  very  soon. 

"Ahem!"  said  the  Mouse,  with  aa| 
important  air.     "Are  you  all  ready? 
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"Ugh!"  said  the  Lory,  with  a 
shiver. 

"I  beg  your  pardon!"  said  the 
Mouse,  frowning,  but  very  politely. 
"Did  you  speak?" 

"Not  I!"  said  the  Lory,  hastily. 

"I  thought  you  did,"  said  the 
Mouse.  " — I  proceed.  'Edwin  and 
Morcar,  the  earls  of  Mercia  and  Nor- 
thumbria,  declared  for  him;  and  even 
Stigand,  the  patriotic  archbishop  of 
'Canterbury,  found  it  advisable — '" 

"Found  what  ?"  said  the  Duck. 

"Found    it,"    the    Mouse    replied, 
; rather  crossly;  "of  course  you  know 
what  'it'  means." 

"I    know    what    'it'    means    well 
enough,  when  I  find  a  thing,"  said 
•  VUhe  Duck:  "it's  generally  a  frog  or 


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the  archbishop  find?" 

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question,  but  hurriedly  went  on, 
"' — found  it  advisable  to  go  with 
Edgar  Atheling  to  meet  William  and 
offer  him  the  crown.  William's  con- 
duct at  first  was  moderate.  But  the 
insolence  of  his  Normans — '  How  are 
v|you  getting  on  now,  my  dear?"  it 
continued,  turning  to  Alice  as  it  spoke. 

"As  wet  as  ever,"  said  Alice,  in  a 
melancholy  tone;  "it  doesn't  seem  to 
dry  me  at  all." 

"In  that  case,"  said  the  Dodo,  sol- 
emnly, rising  to  its  feet,  "  I  move  that 
the  meeting  adjourn,  for  the  immedi- 
ate adoption  of  more  energetic  reme- 
dies—" 

"Speak  English!"  said  the  Eaglet. 
"I  don't  know  the  meaning  of  half 
those  long  words,  and,  what's  more, 
I  don't  believe  you  do  either!"  And 
the  Eaglet  bent  down  its  head  to  hide 
a  smile.  Some  of  the  other  birds  tit- 
tered audibly. 

"What  I  was  going  to  say,"  said 
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the  Dodo,  in  an  offended  tone,  "was, 
that  the  best  thing  to  get  us  dry  would 
be  a  Caucus-race/' 

"What  is  a  Caucus-race?"  said 
Alice;  not  that  she  much  wanted  to 
know,  but  the  Dodo  had  paused  as  if 
it  thought  that  somebody  ought  to 
speak,  and  no  one  else  seemed  in- 
clined to  say  anything. 

"Why,"  said  the  Dodo,  "the  best 
way  to  explain  it  is  to  do  it."  (And, 
as  you  might  like  to  try  the  thing 
yourself  some  winter  day,  I  will  tell 
you  how  the  Dodo  managed  it.) 

First  it  marked  out  a  race-course,  in 
a    sort    of    circle    ("the    exact    shape 

J  doesn't  matter,"  it  said),  and  then  all 
the  party  were  placed  along  the  course 
here  and  there.  There  was  no  "One, 
two,  three,  and  away,"  but  they  be- 
gan running  when  they  liked  and  left 
off  when  they  liked,  so  that  it  was 
not  easy  to  know  when  the  race  was 
over.  However,  when  they  had  been 
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quite  dry  again,   the  Dodo  suddenly 
called  out,  "The  race  is  over!"  and, 
"ithey  all  crowded  round  it,   panting, 
and  asking,  "But  who  has  won?" 

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and  it  sat  for  a  long  time  with  one 
finger  pressed  upon  its  forehead  (the 
position  in  which  you  usually  see 
Shakespeare  in  the  pictures  of  him), 
while  the  rest  waited  in  silence.  At 
last  the  Dodo  said,  "Everybody  has 
won,  and  all  must  have  prizes." 

"But  who  is  to  give  the  prizes?' 
quite  a  chorus  of  voices  asked. 

"Why,  she,  of  course,"  said  the 
Dodo,  pointing  to  Alice  with  one  fin- 
ger; and  the  whole  party  at  once 
crowded  round  her,  calling  out,  in  a 
confused  way,  "Prizes!     Prizes!" 

Alice  had  no  idea  what  to  do,  and 
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fits  (luckily  the  salt  water  had  not 
got  into  it),  and  handed  them  round  as 
prizes.  There  was  exactly  one  apiece 
all  round. 

"But  she  must  have  a  prize  her- 
self, you  know/'  said  the  Mouse. 

"Of  course/'  the  Dodo  replied,  very 
gravely.  "What  else  have  you  got 
in  your  pocket?"  he  went  on,  turn- 
ing to  Alice. 

"Only  a  thimble>"  said  Alice,  sadly. 

"Hand  it  over  here,"  said  the  Dodo. 

Then  they  all  crowded  round  her 
once  more,  while  the  Dodo  solemnly 
presented  the  thimble,  saying,  "We 
beg  your  acceptance  of  this  elegant 
thimble;"  and,  when  it  had  finished 
this  short  speech,  they  all  cheered. 

Alice  thought  the  whole  thing  very 
absurd,  but  they  all  looked  so  grave 
that  she  did  not  dare  to  laugh ;  and,  as 
she  could  not  think  of  anything  to  say, 
she  simply  bowed  and  took  the  thim-j; '\ 
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fits :  this  caused  some  noise  and  con- 
fusion, as  the  large  birds  complained 
that  they  could  not  taste  theirs,  and  I 
the  small  ones  choked  and  had  to  be 
patted  on  the  back.  However,  it  was 
over  at  last,  and  they  sat  down  again 
in  a  ring,  and  begged  the  Mouse  to 
tell  them  something  more. 

"You  promised  to  tell  me  your  his- 
tory, you  know/'  said  Alice,  "and 
why  it  is  you  hate — C  and  D,"  she 
added  in  a  whisper,  half  afraid  that 
it  would  be  offended  again. 

"  Mine  is  a  long  and  a  sad  tale I"  said 
the  Mouse,  turning  to  Alice  and  sigh- 
ing. 

"It  is  a  long  tail,  certainly/'  said 
Alice,  looking  down  with  wonder  at 
the  Mouse's  tail;  "but  why  do  you 
call  it  sad?"  And  she  kept  on  puz- 
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"I  beg  your  pardon,"   said  Alice, 
lyvery  humbly;   "you  had  got  to  the 
fifth  bend,  I  think?" 

"I  had  not!"  cried  the  Mouse,  an- 
grily. 

"A  knot!"  said  Alice,  always  ready 
to  make  herself  useful,  and  looking 
anxiously  about  her.  "  Oh,  do  let  me 
help  to  undo  it!" 

"I  shall  do  nothing  of  the  sort," 
jj^said  the  Mouse,  getting  up  and  walk- 
ing away.     "You  insult  me  by  talk- 
ing such  nonsense!" 

"I  didn't  mean  it!"  pleaded  poor 
;Alice.  "But  you're  so  easily  offend- 
ed, you  know!" 

The  Mouse  only  growled  in  reply 

"Please  come  back  and  finish  your 
story  !"  Alice  called  after  it.  And 
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its   head   impatiently   and    walked   a 
little  quicker. 

"What  a  pity  it  wouldn't  stay!"  i 
sighed  the  Lory,  as  soon  as  it  was 
quite  out  of  sight;  and  an  old  Crab  ! 
took  the  opportunity  of  saying  to  her 
daughter,  "Ah,  my  dear!  Let  this 
be  a  lesson  to  you  never  to  lose  your 
temper!"-  "Hold  your  tongue,  Ma!" 
said  the  young  Crab,  a  little  snap- 
pishly. "You're  enough  to  try  the 
patience  of  an  oyster!" 

"I  wish  I  had  our  Dinah   here,  I 
know   I   do!"    said   Alice   aloud,    ad- 
dressing nobody  in  particular.    "She'd 
^/Jsoon  fetch  it  back!" 

"And  who    is    Dinah,   if    I    might  , 
f-^J venture   to   ask   the   question?"    said  I 
/•  the  Lory. 

Alice  replied  eagerly,   for  she  was  gjj^ 
0  VY- always  readv  to  talk  about  her  pet:  ///  ' 
("Dinah's  our  cat.     And  she's  such  a 
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her  after  the  birds!  Why,  she'll  eat 
a  little  bird  as  soon  as  look  at  it!" 

This  speech  caused  a  remarkable 
sensation  among  the  party.  Some  of 
the  birds  hurried  off  at  once.  One 
old  Magpie  began  wrapping  itself  up 
very  carefully,  remarking,  "  I  really 
must  be  getting  home;  the  night  air 
doesn't  suit  my  throat!"  And  a  Ca- 
nary called  out  in  a  trembling  voice  to 
its  children,  "Come  away,  my  dears! 
It's  high  time  you  were  all  in  bed!" 
On  various  pretexts  they  all  moved 
off,  and  Alice  was  soon  left  alone. 

"I  wish  I  hadn't  mentioned  Di- 
nah!" she  said  to  herself  in  a  mel- 
ancholy tone.  "  Nobody  seems  to  like 
her  down  here,  and  I'm  sure  she's 
the  best  cat  in  the  world!  Oh,  my 
dear  Dinah!  I  wonder  if  I  shall  ever 
see  you  any  more!"  And  here  poor 
Alice  began  to  cry  again,  for  she  felt 
very  lonely  and  low-spirited.  In  a  lit- 
tle while,  however,  she  again  heard  a 
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i  anxiously  about  as  it  went,  as  if  it  %| 
had  lost  something;  and  she  heard  it 
muttering  to  itself,  "The  Duchess! 
The  Duchess!  Oh  my  dear  paws!  Oh 
my  fur  and  whiskers!  She'll  get  me 
executed,  as  sure  as  ferrets  are  ferrets ! 
Where  can  I  have  dropped  them,  I 
wonder?"  Alice  guessed  in  a  mo- 
ment that  it  was  looking  for  the  fan 
and  the  pair  of  white  kid  gloves,  and 
she  very  good-naturedly  began  hunting 
about  for  them,  but  they  were  nowhere 
to  be  seen — everything  seemed  to  have 
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Very  soon  the  Rabbit  noticed  Alice,  f 
as  she  went  hunting  about,  and  called  \ 
out  to  her  in  an  angry  tone,  "Why, 
Mary  Ann,  what  are  you  doing  out 
here?  Run  home  this  moment  and 
fetch  me  a  pair  of  gloves  and  a  fan! 
Quick,  now!"  And  Alice  was  so  much 
frightened  that  she  ran  off  at  once  in 
the  direction  it  had  pointed  to,  with- 
out trying  to  explain  the  mistake  it 
had  made. 

"He  took  me  for  his  housemaid," 
she  said  to  herself  as  she  ran.  "  How 
surprised  he'll  be  when  he  finds  out 
who  I  am!  But  I'd  better  take  him 
his  fan  and  gloves — that  is,  if  I  can 
find  them."  As  she  said  this,  she 
came  upon  a  neat  little  house,  on  the 
door  of  which  was  a  bright  brass  plate 
with  the  name  "W.  RABBIT "  en- 
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out  knocking,  and  hurried  up-stairs, 
in  great  fear  lest  she  should  meet  the 
real  Mary  Ann,  and  be  turned  out  of 
the  house  before  she  had  found  the 
fan  and  gloves 

"How  queer  it  seems  "  Alice  said  to 
herself,  "to  be  going  messages  for  a 
rabbit !  I  suppose  Dinah  '11  be  sending 
me  on  messages  next!"  .  And  she  be- 
gan fancying  the  sort  of  thing  that 
would  happen:  '"Miss  Alice!  Come 
here  directly,  and  get  ready  for  your 
walk!'  'Coming  in  a  minute  nurse  ! 
But  I've  got  to  watch  this  mouse-hole 
till  Dinah  comes  back,  and  see  that 
the  mouse  doesn't  get  out/  Only  I 
don't  think,"  Alice  went  on,  "that 
they'd  let  Dinah  stop  in  the  house  if 
it  began  ordering  people  about  like 
that 

By  this  time  she  had  found  her  way 
into  a  tidy  little  room  with  a  table  in 
the  window,  and  on  it  (as  she  had 
hoped)  a  fan  and  two  or  three  pairs 


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the  door.     I  do  wish  I  hadn't  drunk 
quite  so  much!" 

Alas!  it  was  too  late  to  wish  that! 
She  went  on  growing  and  growing, 
and  very  soon  had  to  kneel  down  on 
the  floor.  In  another  minute  there 
was  not  even  room  for  this,  and  she 
tried  the  effect  of  lying  down  with 
one  elbow  against  the  door  and  the 
other  arm  curled  round  her  head. 
Still  she  went  on  growing,  and,  as  a 
last  resource,  she  put  one  arm  out  of 
the  window  and  one  foot  up  the  chim- 
ney, and  said  to  herself,  "Now  I  can!; 
do  no  more,  whatever  happens.  WhatSf 
will  become  of  me?" 

Luckily  for  Alice,   the  little  magic 
bottle  had  now  had  its  full  effect,  an 
she  grew  no  larger.     Still  it  was  very 
uncomfortable,  and,  as  there  seemed  to 
be  no  sort  of  chance  of  her  ever  get 
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thought  poor  Alice,  "when  one  wasn't 
always  growing  larger  and  smaller, 
and  being  ordered  about  by  mice  and 
rabbits.  I  almost  wish  I  hadn't  gone 
down  that  rabbit-hole — and  yet — and 
yet — it's  rather  curious,  you  know, 
this  sort  of  life!  I  do  wonder  what 
can  have  happened  to  me!  When  I 
used  to  read  fairy  tales,  I  fancied  that 
kind  of  thing  never  happened,  and 
now  here  I  am  in  the  middle  of  one! 
There  ought  to  be  a  book  written  about 
me,  that  there  ought.  And  when  I 
grow  up  I'll  write  one.  But  I'm  grown 
up  now,"  she  added,  in  a  sorrowful 
tone ;  "at  least  there's  no  room  to  grow 
up  any  more  here." 

"But  then,"  thought  Alice,  "shall 
I  never  get  any  older  than  I  am  now? 
That  '11  be  a  comfort,  one  way — never 
to  be  an  old  woman;  but  then — al- 
ways to  have  lessons  to  learn!  Oh, 
I  shouldn't  like  that  /" 

"Oh,   you  foolish  Alice!"   she  an- 

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room  for  you,  and  no  room  at  all  for 
any  lesson-books!" 

And  so  she  went  on,  taking  first  one 
side  and  then  the  other,  and  making 
quite  a  conversation  of  it  altogether; 
but  after  a  few  minutes  she  heard  a 
voice  outside,  and  stopped  to  listen. 

"Mary  Ann!  Mary  Ann!"  said  the 
voice.  "Fetch  me  my  gloves  this 
moment!"  Then  came  a  little  pat- 
tering of  feet  on  the  stairs.  Alice 
knew  it  was  the  Rabbit  coming  to  look 
for  her,  and  she  trembled  till  she  shook 
the  house,  quite  forgetting  that  she 
was  now  about  a  thousand  times  as 
large  as  the  Rabbit,  and  had  no  rea- 
son to  be  afraid  of  it. 

Presently  the  Rabbit  came  up  to 
the  door,  and  tried  to  open  it;  but,  as 
the  door  opened  inwards,  and  Alice's 
elbow  was  pressed  hard  against  it, 
that  attempt  proved  a  failure.  Alice 
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heard  it  say  to  itself,  "Then  I'll  go 
round  and  get  in  at  the  window." 

"That  you  won't!"  thought  Alice, 
and,  after  waiting  till  she  fancied  she 
heard  the  Rabbit  just  under  the  win- 
dow, she  suddenly  spread  out  her  hand 
and  made  a  snatch  in  the  air.  She 
did  not  get  hold  of  anything,  but  she 
heard  a  little  shriek  and  a  fall,  and  a 
crash  of  broken  glass,  from  which  she 
concluded  that  it  was  just  possible  it 
had  fallen  into  a  cucumber-frame,  or 
something  of  the  sort. 

Next  came  an  angry  voice — the  Rab- 
bit's—"Pat!  Pat!  Where  are  you?" 
And  then  a  voice  she  had  never  heard 
before,  "Sure,  then,  I'm  here!  Dig- 
ging for  apples,  yer  honor!" 

"Digging  for  apples,  indeed!"  said 
the  Rabbit,  angrily.  "Here!  Come 
and  help  me  out  of  this!"  (Sounds  of 
more  broken  glass.) 

"Now  tell  me,  Pat,  what's  that  in 
the  window?" 


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"Sure,  it  does,  yer  honor;  but  it's 
^an  arm,  for  all  that." 

"  Well,  it's  got  no  business  there,  at 

>  any  rate.     Go  and  take  it  away!" 

There  was  a  long  silence  after  this, 

and  Alice  could  only  hear  whispers 

%  now  and  then  :  such  as,  "  Sure,  I  don't 

like  it,  yer  honor,  at  all,  at  all!"    "Do 

as  I  tell  you,  you  coward!"  and  at  last 

she  spread  out  her  hand  again  and 

•■  made  another  snatch  in  the  air.    This 

time  there  were  two  little  shrieks,  and 

more  sounds  of  broken  glass.    "What 

a   number   of   cucumber-frames   there 

must   be!"    thought   Alice.     "I   won- 


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ing me  out  of  the  window,  I  only  wish 
they  could !    I'm  sure  I  don't  want  to 

stay  in  here  any  longer!" 
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She  waited  for  some  time  without 

hearing  anything  more.     At  last  came 

Id  a  rumbling  of  little  cart-wheels,  and 

M  the  sound  of  a  good  many  voices  all 

/  talking  together.     She  made  out  the 

words,    "Where's    the    other    ladder? 

Why,  I  hadn't  to  bring  but  one ;  Bill's 

got  the  other  —  Bill!     Fetch  it  here, 

lad! — Here,  put  'em  up  at  this  corner 


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— No,  tie  'em  together  first;  they  don't 
reach    half    high    enough   yet —    Oh! 
they'll  do  well  enough;  don't  be  par- 
ticular— Here,  Bill!  catch  hold  of  this 
rope— Will  the  roof  bear?— Mind  that 
loose   slate! — Oh,    it's   coming   down! 
Heads  below!"  (a  loud  crash) — "Now, 
who  did  that?— It  was  Bill,  I  fancy— j 
Who's  to  go  down  the  chimney? — Nay  J 
J  sha'n't!     You  do  it!— That  I  won't,! 
then! — Bill's  to  go  down — Here,  Bill! 
the  master  says  you've  to  go  down  the 
chimney!" 

"Oh!     So  Bill's  got  to  come  down 
the  chimney,  has  he?"  said  Alice  toll- 


ALICE   IN    WONDERLAND 

herself.  "Why,  they  seem  to  put 
everything  upon  Bill!  I  wouldn't  be 
in  Bill's  place  for  a  good  deal.  This 
fire-place  is  narrow,  to  be  sure;  but  I 
think  I  can  kick  a  little!" 

She  drew  her  foot  as  far  down  the 
chimney  as  she  could,  and  waited  till 
she  heard  a  little  animal  (she  couldn't 
guess  of  what  sort  it  was)  scratching 
and  scrambling  about  in  the  chimney 
close  above  her;  then,  saying  to  her- 
self, "This  is  Bill,"  she  gave  one 
sharp  kick,  and  waited  to  see  what 
would  happen  next. 

The  first  thing  she  heard  was  a 
general  chorus  of  "There  goes  Bill!" 
then  the  Rabbit's  voice  alone,  "Catch 
him,  you  by  the  hedge!"  then  silence, 
and  then  another  confusion  of  voices: 
"Hold  up  his  head — Brandy  now — 
Don't  choke  him — How  was  it,  old 
fellow?  What  happened  to  you?  Tell 
us  all  about  it!" 

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THE   RABBIT   SENDS   IN  A   BILL 

ing  voice  ("That's  Bill,"  thought 
Alice):  "Well,  I  hardly  know.  No 
more,  thank  ye;  I'm  better  now; 
but  I'm  a  deal  too  flustered  to  tell  you. 
All  I  know  is,  something  comes  at 
me  like  a  Jack-in-the  box,  and  up  I 
goes  like  a  sky-rocket!" 

"So  you  did,  old  fellow!"  said  the 
others. 

"We  must  burn  the  house  down!" 
I  said  the  Rabbit's  voice.  And  Alice 
called  out  as  loud  as  she  could,  "If 
you  do,  I'll  set  Dinah  at  you!" 

There  was  a  dead  silence  instantly, 
and  Alice  thought  to  herself,  "I  won- 
der what  they  will  do  next!  If  they 
had  any  sense  thej^'d  take  the  roof  off." 


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After   a   minute   or   two    they   began 
j  moving  about  again,  and  Alice  heard 
the  Rabbit  say,  "  A  barrowf ul  will  do, 
to  begin  with." 

"A  barrowful  of  what?"  thought 
Alice.  But  she  had  not  long  to  doubt, 
for  the  next  moment  a  shower  of  little 

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pebbles  came  rattling  in  at  the  window, 
and  some  of  them  hit  her  in  the  face. 
"I'll  put  a  stop  to  this/'  she  said  to 
| herself,  and  shouted  out,  "You'd  bet- 
ter not  do  that  again!"  which  pro- 
duced another  dead  silence. 

Alice  noticed  with  some  surprise 
that  the  pebbles  were  all  turning  into 
little  cakes  as  they  lay  on  the  floor, 
and  a  bright  idea  came  into  her  head. 
"If  I  eat  one  of  these  cakes,"  she 
thought,  "it's  sure  to  make  some 
change  in  my  size;  and,  as  it  can't 
'possibly  make  me  larger,  it  must 
make  me  smaller,  I  suppose." 

So  she  swallowed  one  of  the  cakes, 


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i  began  shrinking  directly.  As  soon 
as  she  was  small  enough  to  get  through 
the  door,  she  ran  out  of  the  house,  and 
found  quite  a  crowd  of  little  animals 
and  birds  waiting  outside.  The  poor 
little  Lizard,  Bill,  was  in  the  middle, 
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who  were  giving  it  something  out  of  a 
bottle.  They  all  made  a  rush  at  Alice 
the  moment  she  appeared;  but  she 
ran  off  as  hard  as  she  could,  and  soon 
found  herself  safe  in  a  thick  wood. 

"  The  first  thing  I've  got  to  do/'  said 
Alice  to  herself,  as  she  wandered  about 
in  the  wood,  "is  to  grow  to  my  right 
size  again;  and  the  second  thing  is  to 
find  my  way  into  that  lovely  garden. 
>  I  think  that  will  be  the  best  plan." 

It  sounded  an  excellent  plan,  no 
I  doubt,  and  very  neatly  and  simply 
arranged;  the  only  difficulty  was, 
that  she  had  not  the  smallest  idea 
how  to  set  about  it;  and,  while  she 
was  peering  anxiously  among  the 
trees,  a  little  sharp  bark  just  over 
her  head  made  her  look  up  in  a  great 
hurry. 

An  enormous  puppy  was  looking 
down  at  her  with  large,  round  eyes, 
and  feebly  stretching  out  one  paw, 
trying    to    touch    her.     "Poor    little 


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ALICE   IN   WONDERLAND 

thing!"  said  Alice,  in  a  coaxing  tone, 
and  she  tried  hard  to  whistle  to  it; 
but  she  was  terribly  frightened  all  the 
time  at  the  thought  that  it  might  be 
hungrj'-,  in  which  case  it  would  be 
very  likely  to  eat  her  up  in  spite  of 
all  her  coaxing. 

Hardly  knowing  what  she  did,  she 
picked  up  a  little  bit  of  stick  and  held 
it  out  to  the  puppy;  whereupon  the 
puppy  jumped  into  the  air  off  all  its 
feet  at  once,  with  a  yelp  of  delight, 
and  rushed  at  the  stick,  and  made  be- 
lieve to  worry  it;  then  Alice  dodged 
behind  a  great  thistle,  to  keep  herself 
from  being  run  over;  and,  the  mo- 
ment she  appeared  on  the  other  side, 
the  puppy  made  another  rush  at  the 
stick,  and  tumbled  head  over  heels  in 
its  hurry  to  get  hold  of  it;  then  Alice, 
thinking  it  was  very  like  having  a 
game  of  play  with  a  cart-horse,  and 
expecting  every  moment  to  be  tram- 
pled under  its  feet,  ran  round  the 
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thistle  again;  then  the  puppy  began 
a  series  of  short  charges  at  the  stick, 
running  a  very  little  way  forward 
each  time  and  a  long  way  back,  and 
barking  hoarsely  all  the  while,  till  at 
last  it  sat  down  a  good  way  off,  pant- 
ing, with  its  tongue  hanging  out  of 
its  mouth,  and  its  great  eyes  half 
shut. 

This  seemed  to  Alice  a  good  oppor- 
tunity for  making  her  escape;  so  she 
set  off  at  once,  and  ran  till  she  was 
quite  tired  and  out  of  breath,  and  till 
the  puppy's  bark  sounded  quite  faint 
in  the  distance. 

"And  yet  what  a  dear  little  puppy 
it  was!"  said  Alice,  as  she  leaned 
against  a  buttercup  to  rest  herself, 
and  fanned  herself  with  one  of  the 
leaves.  "I  should  have  liked  teach- 
ing it  tricks  very  much,  if — if  I'd 
only  been  the  right  size  to  do  it!  Oh 
dear!  I'd  nearly  forgotten  that  I've 
got  to  grow  up  again!     Let  me  see 

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thing  or  other;   but  the  great  ques- 
tion is,  what?" 

The  great  question  certainly  was, 
what?    Alice  looked  all  round  her  at  J 
the  flowers  and  the  blades    of  grass,  3 
but  she  could  not  see  anything  that 
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drink  under  the  circumstances.    There  .A 
was  a  large  mushroom  growing  near  \ 
her,  about  the  same  height  as  herself  ; 
and,  when  she  had  looked  under  it, 
and  on  both  sides  of  it,  and  behind  it, 
it  occurred  to  her  that  she  might  as  well 
look  and  see  what  was  on  the  top  of  it. 

She  stretched  herself  up  on  tiptoe, 
and  peeped  over  the  edge  of  the  mush- 
room, and  her  eyes  immediately  met 
those  of  a  large  blue  caterpillar  that 
was  sitting  on  the  top  with  its  arms  o 
folded,  quietly  smoking  a  long  hookah, 
and  taking  not  the  smallest  notice  of 
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HTHE  Caterpillar  and  Alice  looked  at 
*  each  other  for  some  time  in  si- 
lence. At  last  the  Caterpillar  took 
the  hookah  out  of  its  mouth  and  ad- 
dressed her  in  a  languid,  sleepy  voice. 
"Who  are  you?"  said  the  Caterpil- 
lar. 

This  was  not  an  encouraging  open- 
j  ing  for  a  conversation.  Alice  replied, 
ather  shyly,  "I — I  hardly  know,  sir, 
ust  at  present — at  least,  I  know  who 
I  was  when  I  got  up  this  morning, 
but  I  think  I  must  have  been  changed 
several  times  since  then." 

What  do  you  mean  by  that?"  said 
the    Caterpillar,     sternly.      "Explain 


"I  can't  explain  myself,  I'm  afraid, 
sir/'  said  Alice,  "because  Fm  not  my- 
self, you  see." 

"I  don't  see,"  said  the  Caterpillar. 
I'm  afraid  I  can't  put  it  more  clear- 
ly," Alice  replied,  very  politely,  "for  I 
can't  understand  it  myself  to  begin 
with;  and  being  so  many  different 
sizes  in  a  day  is  very  confusing." 

"It  isn't,"  said  the  Caterpillar. 

"Well,  perhaps  you  haven't  found 
it  so  yet,"  said  Alice;  "but  when  you 
have  to  turn  into  a  chrysalis — you  will 
some  day,  you  know — and  then  after 
that  into  a  butterfly,  I  should  think 
you'll  feel  it  a  little  queer,  won't  you?' 

"Not  a  bit,"  said  the  Caterpillar. 

"Well,  perhaps  your  feelings  may 
be  different,"  said  Alice;  "all  I  know 
is,  it  would  feel  very  queer  to  me. 

"You!"  said  the  Caterpillar,  con- 
temptuously.    "  Who  are  you  ?" 

Which  brought  them  back  again 
to  the  beginning  of  the  conversation. 


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Alice  felt  a  little  irritated  at  the  Cat- 
erpillar's making  such  very  short  re- 
marks, and  she  drew  herself  up  and 
said,  very  gravely,  "  I  think  you  ought 
to  tell  me  who  you  are,  first/ ' 

"Why?"  said  the  Caterpillar. 

Here  was  another  puzzling  question ; 
and  as  Alice  could  not  think  of  any  \0 
good  reason,   and  as  the  Caterpillar 
seemed   to   be   in   a   very  unpleasant 
state  of  mind,  she  turned  away. 

"Come  back!"  the  Caterpillar  called 
after  her.     "  I've  something  important 
>  to  say!" 

This  sounded  promising,  certainly. 
Alice  turned  and  came  back  again.     M 

"Keep  your  temper,"  said  the  Cat- 
erpillar. 

"Is  that  all?"  said  Alice,  swallow- 
ing down  her  anger  as  well  as  she 
could. 

"No,"  said  the  Caterpillar. 

Alice  thought  she  might  as  well 
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ALICE   IN   WONDERLAND 

and  perhaps,  after  all,  it  might  tell 
her  something  worth  hearing.  For 
some  minutes  it  puffed  away  without 
speaking,  but  at  last  it  unfolded  its 
arms,  took  the  hookah  out  of  its  mouth 
again,  and  said,  "  So  you  think  you're 
changed,  do  you?" 

"I'm  afraid  I  am,  sir,"  said  Alice; 
^  "I  can't  remember  things  as  I  used — 
and  I  don't  keep  the  same  size  for  ten 
minutes  together!" 

Can't  remember  what  things?"  said 
/^  the  Caterpillar. 

"Well,  I've  tried  to  say,  'How  doth 
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liferent!"  Alice  replied,  in  a  very  mel- 
M  ancholy  voice. 

Repeat  '  You  are  old,  Father  Will 
iam,'"  said  the  Caterpillar. 

Alice  folded  her  hands,  and  began: 

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Yet  you  finished  the  goose,  with  the  bones 
and  the  beak — 
Pray,  how  did  you  manage  to  do  it?" 

"  In  my  youth,"  said  his  father,  " I  took 
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"  You  are  old,"  said  the  youth,  "one  would 

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That  your  eye  was  as  steady  as  ever ; 

Yet  you  balanced  an  eel  on  the  end  of 

your  nose — 

What  made  you  so  awfully  clever  ?" 


"I    have    answered    three   questions,    and 
that  is  enough," 
Said  his  father;  "don't  give  yourself 
airs ! 
Do  you  think  I  can  listen  all  day  to  such 
stuff  ? 
Be  off,  or  I'll  kick  you  down-stairs !" 

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"Not  quite  right,  I'm  afraid/'  said 
Alice,  timidly;  "some  of  the  words 
have  got  altered." 

"  It  is  wrong  from  beginning  to  end/' 
said  the  Caterpillar,  decidedly,  and 
there  was  silence  for  some  minutes. 

The  Caterpillar  was  the  first  to 
speak. 

"What  size  do  you  want  to  be?"  it 
asked. 

"Oh,  I'm  not  particular  as  to  size," 
Alice  hastily  replied;  "only  one 
doesn't  like  changing  so  often,  you 
know." 

"I  don't  know,"  said  the  Cater- 
pillar, tf? 

Alice  said  nothing;  she  had  never 
been  so  much  contradicted  in  all  her  V 
life  before,  and  she  felt  that  she  was 
losing  her  temper. 

"Are  you  content  now?"  said  the 
Caterpillar. 

"Well,  I  should  like  to  be  a  little 

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said  Alice;  "three  inches  is  such 
wretched  height  to  be." 

"It  is  a  very  good  height  indeed I" 
said  the  Caterpillar,  angrily,  rearing 
/  itself  up  as  it  spoke  (it  was  exactly 
three  inches  high). 

"But  I'm  not  used  to  it!"  pleaded 
poor  Alice,  in  a  piteous  tone.     And  she 
thought  to  herself,  "I  wish  the  creat- 
ures wouldn't  be  so  easily  offended !" 
2^j      "You'll  get  used  to  it  in  time/'  said 
o^'  the  Caterpillar,  and  it  put  the  hookah 
j*into  its   mouth  and   began   smoking 
again. 

This    time    Alice    waited    patiently 

I  until  it  chose  to  speak  again.     In  a 

minute  or  two  the  Caterpillar  took  the 

hookah  out  of  its  mouth  and  yawned 

once  or  twice,  and  shook  itself.    Then 

it  got  down  off  the  mushroom,   and 

-  crawled  away  into  the  grass,  merely 

g?  remarking  as  it  went,  "One  side  will 

make  you  grow  taller,  and  the  other 

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"One  side  of  what?    The  other  side 
If  I  of  what?"  thought  Alice  to  herself. 

"Of  the  mushroom/'  said  the  Cat- 
s3l  erpillar,  just  as  if  she  had  asked  it 
aloud;  and  in  another  moment  it  was 
out  of  sight. 

Alice  remained  looking  thought- 
*]  fully  at  the  mushroom  for  a  minute, 
trying  to  make  out  which  were  the 
two  sides  of  it;  and  as  it  was  perfect- 
ly round,  she  found  this  a  very  diffi- 
cult question.  However,  at  last  she 
stretched  her  arms  round  it  as  far  as 
they  would  go,  and  broke  off  a  bit  of 
the  edge  with  each  hand. 

"And  now  which  is  which?"  she 
said  to  herself,  and  nibbled  a  little 
of  the  right-hand  bit  to  try  the  effect. 
The  next  moment  she  felt  a  violent 
blow  underneath  her  chin.  It  had 
struck  her  foot! 

She  was  a  good  deal  frightened  by 
this  very  sudden  change,  but  she  felt 
that  there  was  no  time  to  be  lost,  as 


ALICE  IN   WONDERLAND 

she  was  shrinking  rapidly;  so  she  set 
to  work  at  once  to  eat  some  of  the 
other  bit.  Her  chin  was  pressed  so 
closely  against  her  foot  that  there  was 
hardly  room  to  open  her  mouth;  but 
she  did  it  at  last,  and  managed  to 
swallow  a  morsel  of  the  left-hand  bit. 


"Come,  my  head's  free  at  last!" 
said  Alice,  in  a  tone  of  delight,  which  & 
changed  to  alarm  in  another  moment 
when  she  found  that  her  shoulders 
were  nowhere  to  be  found.  All  she 
could  see  when  she  looked  down  was 
an  immense  length  of  neck,  which 
seemed  to  rise  like  a  stalk  out  of  a 
sea  of  green  leaves  that  lay  far  below 
her. 

"What  can  all  that  green  stuff  be?"[l 
said    Alice.     "And    where    have    my 
shoulders  got  to?    And,  oh,  my  poor 
hands,   how  is  it  I  can't  see  you?" 


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She  was  moving  them  about  as  she 
spoke,  but  no  result  seemed  to  follow, 
except  a  little  shaking  among  the  dis- 
tant green  leaves. 

As  there  seemed  to  be  no  chance  of 
getting  her  hands  up  to  her  head,  she 
tried  to  get  her  head  down  to  them, 
and  was  delighted  to  find  that  her  Y 
neck  would  bend  about  easily  in  any 
direction,  like  a  serpent.  She  had  just 
succeeded  in  curving  it  down  into  a 
graceful  zigzag,  and  was  going  to 
dive  in  among  the  leaves,  which  she 
found  to  be  nothing  but  the  tops  of 
the  trees  under  which  she  had  been 
wandering,  when  a  sharp  hiss  made 
her  draw  back  in  a  hurry.  A  large 
pigeon  had  flown  into  her  face,  and 
was  beating  her  violently  with  its 
wings.    • 

"Serpent!"  screamed  the  Pigeon. 

"I'm  not  a  serpent!"  said  Alice,  in- 
dignantly.    "Let  me  alone!" 

"Serpent,  I   say   again!"    repeated 
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the  Pigeon,  but  in  a  more  subdued 
tone,  and  added,  with  a  kind  of  sob, 
"I've  tried  every  way,  and  nothing 
seems  to  suit  them!" 

"  I  haven't  the  least  idea  what  you're 
talking  about/'  said  Alice. 

I've  tried  the  roots  of  trees,  and 
I've  tried  banks,  and  I've  tried  hedges," 
the  Pigeon  went  on,  without  attending 
to  her;  "but  those  serpents!  There's 
no  pleasing  them!" 

Alice  was  more  and  more  puzzled,  but 
she  thought  there  was  no  use  in  say- 
ing anything  more  till  the  Pigeon  had 
finished. 

"As  if  it  wasn't  trouble  enough 
hatching  the  eggs,"  said  the  Pigeon; 
"  but  I  must  be  on  the  lookout  for  ser- 
pents night  and  day !  Why,  I  haven't 
had  a  wink  of  sleep  these  three  weeks." 

"I'm  very  sorry  you've  been  an- 
noyed," said  Alice,  who  was  begin- 
ning to  see  its  meaning. 

"And  just  as  I'd  taken  the  highest 
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tree  in  the  wood/'  continued  the 
Pigeon,  raising  its  voice  to  a  shriek, 
"and  just  as  I  was  thinking  I  should 
be  free  of  them  at  last,  they  must 
needs  come  wriggling  down  from  the 
sky!     Ugh,  Serpent!" 

"But  I'm  not  a  serpent,  I  tell  you!" 
said  Alice.     "I'm  a-Fm  a—" 

"Well,  what  are  you?"  said  the  Pig- 
eon. "I  can  see  you're  trying  to  in- 
vent something!" 

"I— I'm  a  little  girl,"  said  Alice, 
rather  doubtfully,  as  she  remembered 
the  number  of  changes  she  had  gone 
through  that  day. 

"A  likely  story,  indeed!"  said  the 
Pigeon,  in  a  tone  of  the  deepest  con- 
tempt. "I've  seen  a  good  many  lit- 
tle girls  in  my  time,  but  never  one 
with  such  a  neck  as  that!  No,  no!  /.•*'//■ 
You're  a  serpent,  and  there's  no  use 
denying  it.  I  suppose  you'll  be  tell- 
ing me  next  that  you  never  tasted  an 

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"I  have  tasted  eggs,  certainly/ ' 
said  Alice,  who  was  a  very  truthful 
child;  "but  little  girls  eat  eggs  quite 
as  much  as  serpents  do,  you  know." 

"I  don't  believe  it,"  said  the  Pig- 
eon; "  but  if  they  do,  why  then  they're 
a  kind  of  serpent,  that's  all  I  can  say." 

This  was  such  a  new  idea  to  Alice' 
1 1  that  she  was  quite  silent  for  a  min-  \  | 
ute  or  two,  which  gave  the  Pigeon 
the  opportunity  of  adding,  "You're 
looking  for  eggs,  I  know  that  well 
enough;  and  what  does  it  matter  to 
me  whether  you're  a  little  girl  or  a 
serpent?" 

"It  matters  a  good  deal  to  me," 
said  Alice,  hastily;  "but  I'm  not 
looking  for  eggs,  as  it  happens;  and 
if  I  was,  I  shouldn't  want  yours.  I 
don't  like  them  raw." 

"Well,  be  off,  then!"  said  the  Pigeon 

in  a  sulky  tone,   as  it  settled  down 

again  into  its  nest.     Alice  crouched 

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could,  for  her  neck  kept  getting  en- 
tangled among  the  branches,  and 
every  now  and  then  she  had  to  stop 
and  untwist  it.  After  a  while  she  re- 
membered that  she  still  held  the  pieces 
of  mushroom  in  her  hands,  and  she 
set  to  work  very  carefully,  nibbling 
first  at  one  and  then  at  the  other,  and 
growing  sometimes  taller  and  some- 
times shorter,  until  she  had  succeeded 
A]  in  bringing  herself  down  to  her  usual 
height. 

It  was  so  long  since  she  had  been 
anything  near  the  right  size  that 
it  felt  quite  strange  at  first;  but  she 
got  used  to  it  in  a  few  minutes,  and 
began  talking  to  herself,  as  usual. 
"Come,  there's  half  my  plan  done 
now !  How  puzzling  all  these  changes 
are!  I'm  never  sure  what  I'm  going 
to  be,  from  one  minute  to  another! 
However,  I've  got  back  to  my  right 
size;  the  next  thing  is  to  get  into  that 
beautiful  garden — how  is  that  to  be 


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done,  I  wonder?"     As  she  said  this, 
she    came    suddenly    upon    an    open 
place,  with  a  little  house  in  it  about 
four     feet     high.     "  Whoever     lives£of 
there/'  thought  Alice,  "it  '11  never  do 
to  come  upon  them  this  size;  why,  I J 
should  frighten  them  out  of  their  wits!"  J 
So  she  began  nibbling  at  the  right- 
hand  bit  again,  and  did  not  venture 
to    go    near   the   house   till   she  had 
brought  herself  down  to  nine  inches  £ 
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POR  a  minute  or  two  she  stood 
looking  at  the  house,  and  won- 
dering what  to  do  next,  when  sudden- 
ly a  footman  in  livery  came  running 
out  of  the  wood — (she  considered  him! 
to  be  a  footman  because  he  was  in 
livery;  otherwise,  judging  by  his 
face  only,  she  would  have  called  him 
a  fish) — and  rapped  loudly  at  the 
door  with  his  knuckles.  It  was  opened 
by  another  footman  in  livery,  with  a 
round  face,  and  large  eyes  like  a  frog ; 
and  both  footmen,  Alice  noticed,  had 
powdered  hair  that  curled  all  over 
their  heads.  She  felt  very  curious  to 
know  what  it  was  all  about,  and  crept 
a  little  way  out  of  the  wood  to  listen. 


ALICE 

The  Fish-Footman  began  by  pro- 
ducing from  under  his  arm  a  great 
letter,  nearly  as  large  as  himself,  and 
this  he  handed  over  to  the  other,  say- 
ing, in  a  solemn  tone,  "For  the  Duch- 
ess. An  invitation  from  the  Queen  to 
play  croquet/'  The  Frog -Footman 
repeated,  in  the  same  solemn  tone, 
only  changing  the  order  of  the  words 
a  little,  "  From  the  Queen.  An  invita- 
tion for  the  Duchess  to  play  croquet." 

Then  they  both  bowed  low,  and 
their  curls  got  entangled  together. 

Alice  laughed  so  much  at  this  that 
she  had  to  run  back  into  the  wood  for 
fear  of  their  hearing  her;  and,  when 
she  next  peeped  out,  the  Fish-Foot- 
man was  gone,  and  the  other  was  sit- 
ting on  the  ground  near  the  door, 
staring  stupidly  up  into  the  sky. 

Alice  went  timidly  up  to  the  door, 
and  knocked. 

"There's  no  sort  of  use  in  knock- 
ing," said  the  Footman,  "and  that 
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for  two  reasons.  First,  because  I'm 
on  the  same  side  of  the  door  as  you 
are;  secondly,  because  they're  mak-  £ 
ing  such  a  noise  inside  no  one  could 
possibly  hear  you."  And  certainly 
there  was  a  most  extraordinary  noise 
going  on  within — a  constant  howling  ,-.;._ 
and     sneezing,    and   every   now    and 


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kettle  had  been  broken  to  pieces. 

"  Please,    then, 
am  I  to  get  in?" 

"There  might  be  some  sense 
your  knocking/'  the  Footman  went 
on,  without  attending  to  her,  "if  we 
had  the  door  between  us.  For  in- 
stance, if  you  were  inside,  you  might 
knock,  and  I  could  let  you  out,  you 
know."  He  was  looking  up  into  the 
sky  all  the  time  he  was  speaking, 
and  this  Alice  thought  decidedly  un- 
civil. "But  perhaps  he  can't  help 
it,"  she  said  to  herself;  "his  eyes  are 
so  very  nearly  at  the  top  of  his  head. 


ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

But,  at  any  rate,  he  might  answer 
questions.  How  am  I  to  get  in?"  she 
repeated,  aloud. 

"I  shall  sit  here,"  the  Footman  re- 
marked, "till  to-morrow — " 

At  this  moment  the  door  of  the 
house  opened,  and  a  large  plate  came 
skimming  out,  straight  at  the  Foot- 
man's head;  it  just  grazed  his  nose, 
and  broke  to  pieces  against  one  of  the 
trees  behind  him. 

— or  next  day,  maybe,"  the  Foot- 
man continued  in  the  same  tone,  ex-  c 
!*actly  as  if  nothing  had  happened. 

"How  am  I  to  get  in?"  asked  Alice§S^ 
j# again,  in  a  louder  tone. 

"Are  you  to  get  in  at  all?"  said  the 
^Footman.  "That's  the  first  question, 
you  know." 

It  was,   no  doubt;   only   Alice  did 

tot  like  to  be  told  so.     "It's  really 

dreadful,"    she    muttered    to    herself, 

"the   way   all   the    creatures   argue 

[t's  enough  to  drive  one  crazy!" 


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The  Footman  seemed  to  think  this 
a  good  opportunity  for  repeating  his 
remark,  with  variations.  "I  shall  sit 
here/'  he  said,  "on  and  off,  for  days 
and  days." 

"  But  what  am  I  to  do?"  said  Alice. 

"Anything  you  like,"  said  the  Foot- 
man, and  began  whistling. 

"Oh,  there's  no  use  in  talking  to 
him,"  said  Alice,  desperately;  "he's 
perfectly  idiotic!"  And  she  opened 
the  door  and  went  in. 

The  door  led  right  into  a  large 
kitchen,  which  was  full  of  smoke 
from  one  end  to  the  other.  The  Duch- 
ess was  sitting  on  a  three-legged 
stool  in  the  middle,  nursing  a  baby; 
the  cook  was  leaning  over  the  fire, 
stirring  a  large  caldron  which  seem- 
ed to  be  full  of  soup. 

"There's   certainly   too  much  pep- 
per in  that  soup!"  Alice  said  to  her-\; 
self,  as  well  as  she  could  for  sneezing. 

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in  the  air.  Even  the  Duchess  sneezed 
occasionally ;  and  the  baby  was  sneez- 
ing and  howling  alternately  without 
a  moment's  pause.  The  only  things 
in  the  kitchen  that  did  not  sneeze 
were  the  cook  and  a  large  cat,  which, 
was  sitting  on  the  hearth  and  grin-; 
ning  from  ear  to  ear. 

"Please  would  you  tell  me,"  said 
Alice,  a  little  timidly,  for  she  was 
not  quite  sure  whether  it  was  good 
manners  for  her  to  speak  first,  "why 
your  cat  grins  like  that?" 

"It's  a  Cheshire  cat,"  said  the 
Duchess,  "and  that's  why.     Pig!" 

She  said  the  last  word  with  such 
sudden  violence  that  Alice  quite  jump- 
ed; but  she  saw  in  another  moment 
that  it  was  addressed  to  the  baby, 
and  not  to  her,  so  she  took  courage 
and  went  on  again : 

"I  didn't  know  that  Cheshire  cats 
always  grinned ;  in  fact,  I  didn't  know 
that  cats  could  grin. 


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"They  all  can/'  said  the  Duchess, 
"and  most  of  'em  do/' 

"I  don't  know  of  any  that  do," 
Alice  said,  very  politely,  feeling  quite 
pleased  to  have  got  into  a  conversa- 
tion. 

"You  don't  know  much,"  said  the 
Duchess;  "and  that's  a  fact." 

Alice  did  not  at  all  like  the  tone  of 
this  remark,  and  thought  it  would  be 
as  well  to  introduce  some  other  sub- 
ject of  conversation.  While  she  was 
trying  to  fix  on  one  the  cook  took 
the  caldron  of  soup  off  the  fire,  and 
at  once  set  to  work  throwing  every- 
thing within  her  reach  at  the  Duchess 
and  the  baby  —  the  fire-irons  came 
first;  then  followed  a  shower  of  sauce-  ([ 
pans,  plates,  and  dishes.  The  Duch- 
ess took  no  notice  of  them,  even  when 
they  hit  her;  and  the  baby  was  howl- 
ing so  much  already  that  it  was  quite 
impossible  to  say  whether  the  blows 

hurt  or  not. 

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Oh,  please  mind  what  you're  d( 
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down  in  an  agony  of  terror.     "Oh,  ^ 
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by  it,  and  very  nearly  carried  it  off. 


"If    everybody    minded    their    own 
business/'    the    Duchess    said, 
hoarse  growl,    "the  world  would  go 
round  a  deal  faster  than  it  does." 

"Which  would  not  be  an  advan- 
tage," said  Alice,  who  felt  very  glad 
to  get  an  opportunity  of  showing  off 
a  little  of  her  knowledge.  "  Just  think 
what  work  it  would  make  with  the  day 
and  night!  You  see  the  earth  takes 
twenty-four  hours  to  turn  round  on  its 
axis — " 

"Talking  of  axes,"  said  the  Duch- 
ess, "chop  off  her  head!" 

Alice  glanced  rather  anxiously  at 
the  cook,  to  see  if  she  meant  to  take 
the  hint;  but  the  cook  was  busily  en- 
gaged in  stirring  the  soup,  and  did 


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not  seem  to  be  listening,  so  she  vent- 
ured to  go  on  again:  "Twenty-four 
hours,  I  think;  or  is  it  twelve?  I — " 
"Oh,  don't  bother  me,"  said  the 
Duchess;  "I  never  could  abide  fig- 
ures!" And  with  that  she  began 
,  nursing  her  child  again,  singing  a 
sort  of  lullaby  to  it  as  she  did  so,  and 


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giving  it  a  violent  shake  at  the  end  of 
every  line: 

"Speak    roughly    to    your    little    boy, 
And    beat    him    when    he    sneezes : 
He    only    does    it    to    annoy, 
Because    he    knows    it    teases." 


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While  the  Duchess  sang  the  second 
verse  of  the  song,  she  kept  tossing  the 
baby  violently  up  and  down,  and  the 
poor  little  thing  howled  so  that  Alice 
could  hardly  hear  the  words: 
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I    beat    him    when    he    sneezes ; 

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Chorus. 
Wow  !    wow !    wow !' 


Here!  you  may  nurse  it  a  bit,  if 
you  like!"  the  Duchess  said  to  Alice, 
flinging  the  baby  at  her  as  she  spoke. 
I  must  go  and  get  ready  to  play  cro- 
quet with  the  Queen/'  and  she  hur- 
ried out  of  the  room.  The  cook  threw 
a  frying-pan  after  her  as  she  went  out, 
but  it  just  missed  her. 

Alice  caught  the  baby  with  some 
difficulty,  as  it  was  a  queer-shaped 
little  creature,  and  held  out  its  arms 
and  legs  in  all  directions,  "just  like  a 
star-fish/ '  thought  Alice.  The  poor 
thing  was  snorting  like  a  steam-en- 
gine when  she  caught  it,  and  kept 
doubling  itself  up  and  straightening 
itself  out  again,  so  that,  altogether, 
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for  the  first  minute  or  two,  it  was  as 
much  as  she  could  do  to  hold  it. 

As  soon  as  she  had  made  out  the 
proper  way  of  nursing  it  (which  was 
to  twist  it  up  into  a  sort  of  knot,  and 
then  keep  tight  hold  of  its  right  ear 


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.  and  left  foot,  so  as  to  prevent  its  un-  A^ 
doing  itself),  she  carried  it  out  into  the 
open  air.     "If  I  don't  take  this  child 


open 
|  away  with  me,"  thought  Alice,  "  they're 

sure  to  kill  it  in  a  day  or  two.  Wouldn't 
|  it  be  murder  to  leave  it  behind?"    She 
SfMsaid  the  last  words  out  loud,  and  the 


h  little  thing  grunted  in  reply   (it  had 
Lm  left  off  sneezing  by  this  time).    "Don't 


Lg  by  this  time), 
grunt,"  said  Alice;  "that's  not  at  all 
a  proper  way  of  expressing  yourself." 
The  baby  grunted  again,  and  Alice 
■^looked  very  anxiously  into  its  face  to 
see  what  was  the  matter  with  it.  There 
could  be  no  doubt  that  it  had  a  very 
turn-up  nose,  much  more  like  a  snout 
than  a  real  nose;  also  its  eyes  were 
getting  extremely  small  for  a  baby; 


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altogether  Alice  did  not  like  the  look 
of  the  thing  at  all.  "But  perhaps  it 
was  only  sobbing/'  she  thought,  and 
looked  into  its  eyes  again  to  see  if 
there  were  any  tears. 

No,  there  were  no  tears.  "  If  you're 
going  to  turn  into  a  pig,  my  dear/' 
said  Alice,  seriously,  "I'll  have  noth- 
ing more  to  do  with  you.  Mind  now!" 
The  poor  little  thing  sobbed  again  (or 
grunted,  it  was  impossible  to  say 
which),  and  they  went  on  for  some 
while  in  silence. 

Alice  was  just  beginning  to  think 
$to  herself,  "Now,  what  am  I  to  do 
with  this  creature  when  I  get  it  home?" 
when  it  grunted  again,  so  violently 
that  she  looked  down  into  its  face  in 
some  alarm.  This  time  there  could 
be  no  mistake  about  it;  it  was  neither 

ore  nor  less  than  a  pig,  and  she  felt 
that  it  would  be  quite  absurd  for  her 
to  carry  it  any  farther. 

So  she  set  the  little  creature  down, 

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and  felt  quite  relieved  to  see  it  trot 
away  quietly  into  the  wood.  "If  it 
had  grown  up/'  she  said  to  herself, 
"it  would  have  made  a  dreadfully 
ugly  child;  but  it  makes  rather  a 
handsome  pig,  I  think/'  And  she 
began  thinking  over  other  children 
she  knew,  who  might  do  very  well  as 
pigs,  and  was  just  saying  to  herself, 
"If  one  only  knew  the  right  way  to 
change  them — "  when  she  was  a  little 
startled  by  seeing  the  Cheshire  Cat 
\  sitting  on  a  bough  of  a  tree  a  few 
yards  off. 

The  Cat  only  grinned  when  it  saw 
Alice.     It   looked   good  -  natured,    she 
thought;  still  it  had  very  long  claws /^v 
and  a  great  many  teeth,  so  she  felt  ^ 
that  it  ought  to  be  treated  with  re- a 
spect. 


'"Cheshire   Puss/'    she   began,    ra- /: 

ther  timidly,   as   she   did  not  at  all 

know  whether  it  would  like  the  name ; 

however,  it  only  grinned  a  little  wider. 

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"Come,  it's  pleased  so  far/'  thought 
Alice,  and  she  went  on.  "  Would  you 
tell  me,  please,  which  way  I  ought  to 
go  from  here?" 

"  That  depends  a  good  deal  on  where 
you  want  to  get  to,"  said  the  Cat. 

"I  don't  much  care  where — "  said 
Alice. 

"Then  it  doesn't  matter  which  way 
you  go,"  {said  the  Cat. 

" — so  long  as  I  get  somewhere," 
Alice  added  as  an  explanation. 

"Oh,  you're  sure  to  do  that,"  said 
the  Cat,  "if  you  only  walk  long 
enough." 

Alice  felt  that  this  could  not  be  de- 
nied, so  she  tried  another  question. 
"What  sort  of  people  live  about  here?" 

"In  that  direction,"  the  Cat  said, 
waving  its  right  paw  round,  "lives  a 
Hatter;  and  in  that  direction,"  waving 
the  other  paw,  "lives  a  March  Hare. 
Visit  either  you  like;  they're  both 
mad." 

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But  I  don't  want  to  go  among  mad 
people,"  Alice  remarked. 

Oh,  you  can't  help  that/'  said  the 
Cat;  "we're  all  mad  here.  I'm  mad. 
You're  mad." 

"How  do  you  know  I'm  mad?"  said 
Alice. 

"You  must  be,"  said  the  Cat, 
you  wouldn't  have  come  here." 

Alice  didn't  think  that  proved  it  at 
all;  however,  she  went  on.  "And 
how  do  you  know  that  you're  mad?" 

"To  begin  with,"  said  the  Cat,  "a 
dog's  not  mad.     You  grant  that?' 

"I  suppose  so,"  said  Alice. 

"Well,  then,"  the  Cat  went  on, 
"you  see,  a  dog  growls  when  it's 
angry  and  wags  its  tail  when  it's 
pleased.  Now,  I  growl  when  I'm 
pleased  and  wag  my  tail  when  I'm 
angry.     Therefore,  I'm  mad." 

I  call  it  purring,  not  growling," 
said  Alice. 

"Call  it  what  you  like,"  said  the 
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Cat.     "Do  you  play  croquet  with  the 
Queen  to-day?" 

"I  should  like  it  very  much/'  said 
Alice,   "but    I   haven't    been   invited 

yet."  y    fe* 

"You'll  see  me  there/'  said  the  Cat, 
and  vanished. 

Alice  was  not  much  surprised  atl 
this,  she  was  getting  so  used  to  queer  j 
things  happening.  While  she  was  € 
looking  at  the  place  where  it  had  < 
been,  it  suddenly  appeared  again.  jig* 

"By-the-bye,  what  became  of  the 
baby?"  said  the  Cat.  "I'd  nearly 
forgotten  to  ask." 

"It  turned  into  a  pig,"  Alice  quiet- 
ly said,  just  as  if  it  had  come  back  in  u 
a  natural  way. 

"I  thought  it  would,"  said  the  Cat, 
and  vanished  again. 

Alice  waited  a  little,  half  expecting 
to  see  it  again,  but  it  did  not  appear, 
and  after  a  minute  or  two  she  walked 
on  in  the  direction  in  which  the  March 


"This  time  it  vanished  quite  slowly n 


V. 


Hare  was  said  to  live.  "  I've  seen  hat- 
ters  before/'  she  said  to  herself;  "the 
da  March  Hare  will  be  much  the  most  in-  IM) 
teresting,  and  perhaps,  as  this  is  May, 
it  won't  be  raving  mad— at  least  not 
so  mad  as  it  was  in  March/'  As  she 
said  this  she  looked  up,  and  there  was 
the  Cat  again,  sitting  on  a  branch  of 
a  tree. 

"Did  you  say  pig,  or  fig?"  said  the 
Cat. 

"I  said  pig/'  said  Alice;  "and  I 
wish  you  wouldn't  keep  appearing 
and  vanishing  so  suddenly.  You 
make  one  quite  giddy." 

"All  right,"  said  the  Cat;  and  this 
time  it  vanished  quite  slowly,  begin- 
ning with  the  end  of  the  tail  and  end- 
ing with  the  grin,  which  remained 
some  time  after  the  rest  of  it  had 
gone. 

"Well,  I've  often  seen  a  cat  with- 
out a  grin,"  thought  Alice;   "but  a 
grin    without   a    cat!     It's    the    most 
9i     ■  ,— 


ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

curious  thing  I  ever  saw  in  all  my 
life." 

She  had  not  gone  much  farther  be- 
fore she  came  in  sight  of  the  house  of 
the  March  Hare.  She  thought  it  must 
be  the  right  house,  because  the  chim- 
neys were  shaped  like  ears  and  the 
roof  was  thatched  with  fur.  It  was 
so  large  a  house  that  she  did  not  like 
to  go  nearer  till  she  had  nibbled  some 
more  of  the  left-hand  bit  of  mush- 
room and  raised  herself  to  about  two 
feet  high.  Even  then  she  walked  up 
towards  it  rather  timidly,  saying  to 
herself,  "Suppose  it  should  be  raving 
mad,  after  all!  I  almost  wish  I  had 
gone  to  see  the  Hatter  instead!" 


MAD   TEA-PARTY 


SPHERE  was  a  table  set  out  under 
*■■  a  tree  in  front  of  the  house,  and 
the  March  Hare  and  the  Hatter  were 
having  tea  at  it.  A  Dormouse  was 
sitting  between  them,  fast  asleep,  and 
the  other  two  were  resting  their  el- 
bows on  it,  and  talking  over  its  head. 
l  "  Very  comfortable  for  the  Dormouse/' 
thought  Alice;  "only,  as  it's  asleep,  I 
suppose  it  doesn't  mind." 

The  table  was  a  large  one,  but  the 
three  were  all  crowded  together  at  one 
corner  of  it.  ' '  No  room,  no  room ! ' '  they 
cried  out  when  they  saw  iUice  coming. 
"There's  plenty  of  room!"  said  Alice, 
indignantly,  and  she  sat  down  in  a 
large  arm-chair  at  one  end  of  the  table. 


"Have  some  wine,"  the  March  Hare 
said,  in  an  encouraging  tone. 

Alice  looked  all  round  the  table,  but 
there  was  nothing  on  it  but  tea.     "I* 
don't  see  any  wine/'  she  remarked. 

"There  isn't  any,"  said  the  March 
lHare. 

Then  it  wasn't  very  civil  for 
to  offer  it,"  said  Alice,  angrily. 

"It  wasn't  very  civil  of  you 


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March  Hare. 

"I  didn't  know  it  was  your  tab 
said  Alice;  "it's  laid  for  a  great  many, 
>/4?more  than  three." 

"Your  hair  wants  cutting,"  said 
Hatter.  He  had  been  looking  at  A 
:or  some  time  with  great  curiosity,  i 
this  was  his  first  speech. 

You  shouldn't  make  personal 
tarks,"  said  Alice,  with  some  se^ 
ity;  "it's  very  rude." 

The  Hatter   opened  his  eyes  v 
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was,  "Why  is  a  raven  like  a  writing- 
desk?" 

"Come,  we  shall  have  some  fun 
now!"  thought  Alice.  "I'm  glad 
they've  begun  asking  riddles.  I  be- 
lieve I  can  guess  that/'  she  added, 
aloud. 

"Do  you  mean  that  you  think  you 
can  find  out  the  answer  to  it?"  said 
the  March  Hare. 

"Exactly  so,"  said  Alice. 

"Then  you  should  say  what  you 
mean,"  the  March  Hare  went  on. 

"I  do,"  Alice  hastily  replied;  "at 
least — at  least  I  mean  what  I  say — 
that's  the  same  thing,  you  know." 

"Not  the  same  thing  a  bit!"  said 
the  Hatter.  "You  might  just  as  well 
say  that '  I  see  what  I  eat '  is  the  same 
thing  as  *  I  eat  what  I  see ' !" 

"You  might  just  as  well  say," 
added  the  March  Hare,  "that  'I  like 
what  I  get '  is  the  same  thing  as  '  I  get 
what  I  like'!" 


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"You  might  just  as  well  say,"  add- 
ed the  Dormouse,  who  seemed  to  be 
talking  in  his  sleep,  "that  'I  breathe 
when  I  sleep'  is  the  same  as  'I  sleep 
when  I  breathe'!" 

"It  is  the  same  thing  with  you," 
said  the  Hatter,  and  here  the  conver- 
sation dropped,  and  the  party  sat  silent 
for  a  minute,  while  Alice  thought  over 
all  she  could  remember  about  ravens 
and  writing-desks,  which  wasn't  much. 

The  Hatter  was  the  first  to  break 
the  silence.  "  What  day  of  the  month 
is  it?"  he  said,  turning  to  Alice;  he 
had  taken  his  watch  out  of  his  pocket, 
and  was  looking  at  it  uneasily,  shak- 
ing it  every  now  and  then,  and  holding 
it  to  his  ear. 

Alice  considered  a  little,  and  then 
said,  "The  fourth." 

"Two    days    wrong!"    sighed    the 

Hatter.     "I  told  you  butter  wouldn't 

suit  the  works!"   he  added,   looking 

angrily  at  the  March  Hare. 
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"It  was  the  best  butter/'  the  March 
Hare  meekly  replied. 

"Yes,  but  some  crumbs  must  have 
got  in  as  well/'  the  Hatter  grumbled; 
"you  shouldn't  have  put  it  in  with 
the  bread-knife." 

The  March  Hare  took  the  watch 
and  looked  at  it  gloomily;  then  he 
dipped  it  into  his  cup  of  tea,  and  looked 
at  it  again ;  but  he  could  think  of  noth- 
ing better  to  say  than  his  first  remark, 
"It  was  the  best  butter,  you  know." 

Alice  had  been  looking  over  his 
shoulder  with  some  curiosity.  "  What 
a  funny  watch!"  she  remarked.  "It 
tells  the  day  of  the  month,  and  doesn't 
tell  what  o'clock  it  is!" 

Why  should  it?"  muttered  the 
Hatter.  "Does  your  watch  tell  what 
year  it  is?" 

"Of  course  not,"  Alice  replied  very 
readily;  "but  that's  because  it  stays 
the  same  year  for  such  a  long  time 
together. 


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Which  is  just  the  case  with  mine/' 
said  the  Hatter. 

Alice  felt  dreadfully  puzzled.     The 
jHatter's  remark  seemed  to  have  no£ 
meaning  in  it,  and  yet  it  was  certainly 
I  English.     " I  don't  quite  understand," 
|  she  said,  as  politely  as  she  could. 
"The  Dormouse  is  asleep  again," 
n)  said  the  Hatter,  and  he  poured  a  little 
>t  tea  upon  its  nose. 
The  Dormouse  shook  its  head  im- 
.  patiently,  and  said,   without  opening  \ 
its   eyes,  "Of  course,  of  course;   just 
what    I    was    going    to   remark    my- 
self." 

"Have  you  guessed  the  riddle  yet?" 
Hatter    said,   turning    to    Alice 
again. 

"No,   I  give  it  up,"   Alice  replied. 
What's  the  answer?" 
"I  haven't  the  slightest  idea,"  said 
be  Hatter. 
"Nor  I,"  said  the  March  Hare. 
Alice    sighed    wearily.      "I    think 
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ou  might  do  something  better  with 
time/'  she  said,   "than  waste  it 
asking  riddles  with  no  answers." 

If  you  knew  Time  as  well  as  I  do/' 
/  said  the  Hatter,   "  you  wouldn't  talk 
about  wasting  it.     It's  him." 

"I  don't  know  what  you  mean," 
said  Alice. 

"Of  course  you  don't!"  the  Hatter 
said,  tossing  his  head  contemptuous- 
ly. "I  dare  say  you  never  even  spoke 
to  Time!" 

"Perhaps  not,"  Alice  cautiously 
replied ;  "  but  I  know  I  have  to  beat 
time  when  I  learn  music." 

"Ah!  that  accounts  for  it,"  said 
the  Hatter.  "  He  won't  stand  beating. 
Now,  if  you  only  kept  on  good  terms 
with  him,  he'd  do  almost  anything 
you  liked  with  the  clock.  For  in- 
stance, suppose  it  were  nine  o'clock 
in  the  morning,  just  time  to  begin 
lessons ;  you'd  only  have  to  whisper 
a  hint  to  Time,  and  round  goes  the 


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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 


clock  in  a  twinkling.     Half-past  one, 
time  for  dinner!" 

("I  only  wish  it  was/'  the  March 
Hare  said  to  itself  in  a  whisper.) 

That  would  be  grand,  certainly/' 
I  said   Alice,    thoughtfully ;  "  but   then 
5  — I  shouldn't  be  hungry  for  it,  you 
know/' 

"Not   at   first,    perhaps,"   said   the 
Hatter ;  "  but  you  could  keep  it  to  half- 
past  one  as  long  as  you  liked." 
Hh     "Is   that   the   way   you    manage?" 
Alice  asked. 

The  Hatter  shook  his  head  mourn- 
fully.    "Not    I,"    he    replied.      "We 
quarrelled  last  March — just  before  he 
went    mad,    you    know — "    (pointing 
J  with  his  teaspoon  at  the  March  Hare) 
^| — "it  was  at  the  great  concert  given  by 
|  the  Queen  of  Hearts,  and  I  had  to  sing 

i!.  L.  '  Twinkle,    twinkle,    little    bat ! 

How    I    wonder    what    you're    at  V 

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Fve  heard  something  like  it,"  said 


Alice. 

"It  goes  on,  you  know/'  the  Hatter 
continued,  "in  this  way: 

'Up    above    the    world    you    fly, 
Like    a    tea-tray    in    the    sky. 
Twinkle,    twinkle — ' " 


Here  the  Dormouse  shook  itself,  and 
began  singing  in  its  sleep,  "Tmnkk,i 
twinkle,  twinkle,  twinkle—"  and  went 
on  so  long  that  they  had  to  pinch  it? 
,  to  make  it  stop. 

"Well,  I'd  hardly  finished  the  first 
|k  verse,"   said  the  Hatter,    "when  the  iff 
Queen   jumped    up   and   bawled    out, 
'He's  murdering   the  time!     Off  withSj 
his  head!"' 

"How  dreadfully  savage!"  ex- 
claimed Alice. 

"And  ever  since  that,"  the  Hatter 
went  on,  in  a  mournful  tone,  "he 
won't  do  a  thing  I  ask!  It's  always 
six  o'clock  now." 


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head.     "Is  that  the  reason  so  many? 


tea-things  are  put  out  here?"  she  asked,  fi^; 
"Yes,  that's  it,"  said  the  Hatter,! 


with  a  sigh.  "It's  always  tea-time, 
and  we've  no  time  to  wash  the  things 
between  whiles." 

"Then  you  keep  moving  round,  I 
suppose?"  said  Alice. 

"Exactly  so,"  said  the  Hatter;  "as 
/I    I  the  things  get  used  up." 

"  But  what  happens  when  you  come  \  \\^ 


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"Suppose  we  change  the  subject, "$$V 
£\J;vA  [%;/  the  March  Hare  interrupted,  yawningA^  f]$wk 
||i  "I'm  getting  tired  of  this.     I  vote  the  2 
X,\::®^  young  lady  tells  us  a  story."  W&>i'i&: 

"I'm  afraid  I  don't  know  one,"  said 
Alice,  rather  alarmed  at  the  proposal. 
"Then  the  Dormouse  shall!"  the^ 
both  cried.      "Wake  up,  Dormouse!"  [A 
And  they  pinched  it  on  both  sides  ai//' 
once.^^ 

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The  Dormouse  slowly  opened  his 
eyes.  "I  wasn't  asleep/'  he  said,  in 
a  hoarse,  feeble  voice.  "I  heard  every 
word  you  fellows  were  saying/' 

"Tell  us  a  story!"  said  the  March 
Hare. 

"Yes,  please  do!"  pleaded  Alice. 

"And  be  quick  about  it,"  added  the 
Hatter,  "  or  you'll  be  asleep  again  be- 
fore it's  done." 

"Once  upon  a  time  there  were  three 
little  sisters,"  the  Dormouse  began,  in 
a  great  hurry;  "and  their  names  were 
Elsie,  Lacie,  and  Tillie;  and  they  lived  £ 
at  the  bottom  of  a  well- 

"  What  did  they  live  on?"  said  Alice,\5: 
who  always  took  a  great  interest  in^ 
questions  of  eating  and  drinking. 

"They  lived   on   treacle,"  said  the. 
Dormouse,  after  thinking  a  minute  or 
ftwo. 

"They  couldn't  have  done  that,  youjU; 
know,"  Alice  gently  remarked ;  "  they'd 
have  been  ill." 


ALICE   IN  WONDERLAND 


"So  they  were/'  said  the  Dormouse ; 
"very  ill." 

Alice  tried  to  fancy  to  herself  what 
such  an  extraordinary  way  of  living 
would  be  like,  but  it  puzzled  her  too 
much,  so  she  went  on:  "But  why  did 
they  live  at  the  bottom  of  a  well?" 

"Take  some  more  tea,"  the  March 
Hare  said  to  Alice,  very  earnestly. 

"I've  had  nothing  yet,"  Alice  re- 
plied, in  an  offended  tone,  "so  I  can't 
take  more." 

"You  mean  you  can't  take  less," 
said  the  Hatter.  "It's  very  easy  to 
take  more  than  nothing." 

"Nobody  asked  your  opinion,"  said 
Alice. 

"Who's  making  personal  remarks 
now?"  the  Hatter  asked,  trium- 
phantly. 

Alice  did  not  quite  know  what  to 
say  to  this  ;  so  she  helped  herself  to 
some  tea  and  bread  and  butter,  and 
then  turned  to  the  Dormouse  and  re-  .' 


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peated  her  question.     "Why  did  they 
live  at  the  bottom  of  a  well?" 

The  Dormouse  again  took  a  min-  If  j 
\  ute  or  two  to  think  about  it,  and  then 
said,  "It  was  a  treacle-well." 

"There's  no  such  thing!"  Alice 
was  beginning  very  angrily,  but  the 
Hatter  and  the  March  Hare  went  "Sh! 
sh!"  and  the  Dormouse  sulkily  re- 
marked, "If  you  can't  be  civil,  you'd 
better  finish  the  story  for  yourself." 

"No,  please  go  on!"  Alice  said.  "I 
won't  interrupt  again.  I  dare  say 
there  may  be  one." 

"One,  indeed!"  said  the  Dormouse, 
indignantly.     However,   he  consented /f^ 
to  go  on.     "And  so  these  three  little  \( 
sisters — they  were  learning  to  draw,  (J, 
you  know — " 

"What  did  they  draw?"  said  Alice, 
quite  forgetting  her  promise. 

"Treacle,"  said  the  Dormouse,  with- 
out considering  at  all  this  time. 

"I  want  a  clean  cup,"  interrupted 
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Hare     moved    into    the     Dormouse's  ij 
place,    and   Alice   rather   unwillingly  J 
t  took  the  place  of  the  March  Hare.   The|k 
k-'s?  Hatter  was  the  only  one  who  got  any|;| 
advantage     from     the     change;   and  ((%< 
Alice  was  a  good  deal  worse  off,  as 
the  March  Hare  had  just  upset  the^fjj 
milk- jug  into  his  plate. 

Alice   did   not   wish   to   offend    the- 
Dormouse  again,   so  she  began  very 
cautiously:  "But  I  don't  understand. 
Where    did    they    draw    the    treacle 
from?" 

"You  can  draw  water  out  of  a  water- 
well/'  said  the  Hatter;  "so  I  should 
think  you  could  draw  treacle  out  of  a 
treacle-well — eh,  stupid  ?" 

"But  they  were  in  the  well,"  Alice 

said  to  the  Dormouse,   not  choosing 

to  notice  this  last  remark. 
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Of    course    they    were/'    said    th( 
Dormouse;  " — well  in." 

This  answer  so  confused  poor  Alice 
■\pi  that  she  let  the  Dormouse  go  on  foriy 
some  time  without  interrupting  it.      v 

"They  were  learning  to  draw/'  the 
Dormouse  went  on,  yawning  and  rub- 
bing its  eyes,  for  it  was  getting  very 
sleepy;  "and  they  drew  all  manner 
of  things — everything  that  begins 
with  an  M— " 

"Why  with  an  M?"  said  Alice. 

"Why  not?"  said  the  March  Hare. 

Alice  was  silent. 

The  Dormouse  had  closed  its  eyes 
by  this  time,  and  was  going  off  into  a 
doze;  but,    on  being   pinched  by  the 
Hatter,  it  woke  up  again  with  a  littlep 
shriek,  and  went  on:  " —  that  begins^ 
with  an  M,  such  as  mouse-traps  and!' 
the  moon  and  memory  and  muchness 
— you  know  you  say  things  are  '  much 
of  a  muchness ' — did  you  ever  see  such 
a  thing  as  a  drawing;  of  a  muchness?' 


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Really,  now  you  ask  me," 
Alice,  very  much  confused,  "I 
think—" 

"Then  you   shouldn't   talk," 
the  Hatter. 

This  piece  of  rudeness  was  more  than 
Alice  could  bear;  she  got  up  in  great 
disgust,  and  walked  off;  the  Dor- 
mouse fell  asleep  instantly,  and  nei- 
ther of  the  others  took  the  least  notice 
of  her  going,  though  she  looked  back 
once  or  twice,  half  hoping  that  they 
would  call  after  her;  the  last  time  she 
saw  them,  they  were  trying  to  put 
the  Dormouse  into  the  teapot. 

"At   any   rate   Til   never   go   there 
again!"  said  Alice,  as  she  picked  her 
way    through    the    wood.     "It's    th< 
stupidest  tea-party  I  ever  was  at  in  all 
my  life!" 

Just  as  she  said    this   she  noticed 
that  one  of  the  trees  had  a  door  lead- 
ing right  into  it.     "That's  very  curi 
ous!"  she  thought.    "But  everything's 


Once  more  she  found  herself  in  the 
long  hall,  and  close  to  the  little  glass  ' 
table.     "Now,  I'll  manage  better  this 
time/'  she  said  to  herself,  and  began 
>  by  taking  the  little  golden  key,  and, 
unlocking  the  door  that  led  into  the 
garden.     Then  she  set  to  work  nib-  M 
bling  at  the  mushroom  (she  had  kept 
a  piece  of  it  in  her  pocket)  till  she  was 
about  a  foot  high;  then  she  walked  ; 
down  the  little  passage;  and  then— 
she  found  herself  at  last  in  the  beau- 
^tiful  garden,  among  the  bright  flower- 
beds and  the  cool  fountains. 


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///^^  entrance  of  the  garden;  the  roses  Sv 
growing  on  it  were  white,  but  there 
were    three    gardeners    at    it,    busily 
painting    them    red.     Alice    thought 


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.went  nearer  to  watch  them,  and  just 
$as  she  came  up  to  them  she  heard 
(ffione   of   them   say,    "Look   out   now, 
^Five!     Don't  go  splashing  paint  over 
telike  that!" 

"I  couldn't  help  it,"  said  Five,  in 
i a  sulky  tone.     "Seven  jogged  my  el- 
>ow." 
On  which  Seven  looked  up  and 
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"You'd  better  not  talk!"  said  Five. 
"I  heard  the  Queen  say  only  yester- 
day you  deserved  to  be  beheaded!" 

"What  for?"  said  the  one  who  had 
•  first  spoken. 

"That's  none  of  your  business, 
Two!"  said  Seven. 

"Yes,  it  is  his  business!"  said  Five. 
And  I'll  tell  him — it  was  for  bring- 
ing   the    cook    tulip-roots    instead    of 
onions." 

Seven  flung  down  his  brush  and 
had  just  begun,  "Well,  of  all  the  un- 
^i  just  things — "  when  his  eye  chanced 
to  fall  upon  Alice  as  she  stood  watch- 
ing them,  and  he  checked  himself  sud- 
denly. The  others  looked  round  also, 
and  all  of  them  bowed  low. 

"Would  you  tell  me,"  said  Alice,  a 
little  timidly, 
those  roses?" 

Five  and  Seven  said  nothing,  but  \}:>l 
looked  at  Two.     Two  began  in  a  low 
voice,    "Why,    the   fact   is,    you   see, 


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ALICE    IN   WONDERLAND 

Miss,  this  here  ought  to  have  been 
a  red-rose  tree,  and  we  put  in  a  white 
one  by  mistake;  if  the  Queen  was  to 
find  it  out,  she  would  have  our  heads 
cut  off,  you  know.  So  you  see,  Miss, 
we're  doing  our  best,  afore  she  comes, 
to — "  At  this  moment,  Five,  who  had? 
been  anxiously  looking  across  the;: 
garden,  called  out,  "The  Queen!  The^ 
Queen  V*  and  the  three  gardeners  in- 
stantly threw  themselves  flat  upon 
their  faces.  There  was  a  sound  of 
many  footsteps,  and  Alice  looked 
round,  eager  to  see  the  Queen. 

First  came  ten  soldiers  carrying 
clubs;  these  were  all  shaped  like  the 
three  gardeners,  oblong  and  flat,  with 
their  hands  and  feet  at  the  corners. 
Next  the  ten  courtiers;  these  were  or- 
namented all  over  with  diamonds,  and 
walked  two  and  two,  as  the  soldiers 
did.  After  these  came  the  royal  chil- 
dren; there  were  ten  of  them,  and  the 
little    dears    came    jumping    merrily 

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THE   QUEEN'S   CROQUET   GROUND 

along  hand  in  hand,  in  couples.  They 
were  all  ornamented  with  hearts. 
Next  came  the  guests,  mostly  Kings 
and  Queens,  and  among  them  Alice 
recognized  the  White  Rabbit.  It  was 
talking  in  a  hurried,  nervous  man- 
ner, smiling  at  everything  that  was 
said,  and  went  by  without  noticing 
her.  Then  followed  the  Knave  of 
Hearts,  carrying  the  King's  crown 
on  a  crimson  velvet  cushion;  and 
last  of  all  this  grand  procession  came 

THE  KING  AND  QUEEN  OF  HEARTS. 

Alice  was  rather  doubtful  whether 
she  ought  not  to  lie  down  on  her  face 
like  the  three  gardeners,  but  she  could 
not  remember  ever  having  heard  of 
such  a  rule  at  processions;  "and  be- 
sides, what  would  be  the  use  of  a  pro- 
cession/' thought  she,  "if  people  had 
all  to  lie  down  upon  their  faces,  so 
that  they   couldn't   see  it?"     So  she 

stood  still  where  she  was,  and  waited. 
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When  the  procession  came  opposit< 
to  Alice  they  all  stopped  and  looked 


at  her,  and  the  Queen   said,  severely,  WAS\ 
$4" Who  is  this?"     She  said  it  to  the" 


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I  j  Knave    of   Hearts,    who   only   bowed  \£ 
p  and  smiled  in  reply. 

" Idiot \"  vsaid  the  Queen,  tossing  herf^ 
head    impatiently;    and,    turning    to§£ 
Alice,   she  went  on,   "What  is  your  i(% 
name,  child?" 

"My  name  is  Alice,  so  please  your 
Majesty/'    said   Alice,    very   politely;  :$j 
but    she    added,    to    herself,    "WhyJ 
they're  only  a  pack  of  cards,  after  all. 
I  needn't  be  afraid  of  them!" 

"And  who  are  these?"  said  the 
Queen,  pointing  to  the  three  garden- 
ers who  were  lying  round  the  rose- 
tree;  for,  you  see,  as  they  were  lying 
on  their  faces,  and  the  pattern  on 
their  backs  was  the  same  as  the  rest 
of  the  pack,  she  could  not  tell  wheth- 
er they  were  gardeners  or  soldiers  or 

courtiers  or  three  of  her  own  children. 
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W  "How  should  I  know?"  said  Alice, 
(  surprised  at  her  own  courage.  "  It's 
no  business  of  mine." 
\3  The  Queen  turned  crimson  with 
fury,  and,  after  glaring  at  her  for  a 
moment  like  a  wild  beast,  screamed, 
"Off  with  her  head!     Off—" 

"Nonsense!"  said  Alice,  very  loudly 
and  decidedly,  and  the  Queen  was 
silent. 

The  King  laid  his  hand  upon  her 
arm  and  timidly  said,  "Consider,  my 
dear;  she  is  only  a  child!" 

The  Queen  turned  angrily  away 
from  him,  and  said  to  the  Knave, 
"Turn  them  over!" 

The  Knave  did  so,  very  carefully, 
with  one  foot. 

"Get  up!"  said  the  Queen,  in  a 
shrill,  loud  voice,  and  the  three  gar- 
deners instantly  jumped  up  and  be- 
gan bowing  to  the  King,  the  Queen, 
the  royal  children,  and  everybody 
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"Leave  off  that!"  screamed  the 
Queen.  "You  make  me  giddy."  And 
then,  turning  to  the  rose-tree,  she  went 
on,  "What  have  you  been  doing  here?" 

"May  it  please  your  Majesty," 
said  Two,  in  a  very  humble  tone,  go- 
ing down  on  one  knee  as  he  spoke, 
"we  were  trying — " 

"I  see!"  said  the  Queen,  who  had 
meanwhile  been  examining  the  roses. 
"Off  with  their  heads!"  and  the  pro- 
cession moved  on,  three  of  the  soldiers 
remaining  behind  to  execute  the  un- 
fortunate gardeners,  who  ran  to  Alice 
for  protection. 

"You  sha'n't  be  beheaded!"  said 
Alice,  and  she  put  them  into  a  large 
flower-pot  that  stood  near.  The 
three  soldiers  wandered  about  for  a 
minute  or  two,  looking  for  them,  and 
then  quietly  marched  off  after  the 
others. 

"Are  their  heads  off?"  shouted  the 

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THE  QUEEN'S   CROQUET   GROUND 

"Their  heads  are  gone,  if  it  please 
your  Majesty !"  the  soldiers  shouted 
in  reply. 

"That's  right!"  shouted  the  Queen. 

Can  you  play  croquet? 

The  soldiers  were  silent,  and  looked 
at  Alice,  as  the  question  was  evidently 
meant  for  her. 

"Yes!"  shouted  Alice. 

"Come  on,  then!"  roared  the  Queen 
and  Alice  joined  the  procession,  won- 
dering very  much  what  would  happen 


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I  next. 

It's — it's  a  very  fine  day!"  said  a 
timid  voice  at  her  side.  She  was 
walking  by  the  White  Rabbit,  who 
was  peeping  anxiously  into  her  face. 

"Very,"  said  Alice.  "Where's  the 
Duchess?" 

"Hush!  Hush!"  said  the  Rabbit, 
in  a  low,  hurried  tone.  He  looked 
anxiously  over  his  shoulder  as  he 
spoke,  and  then  raised  himself  upon 
tiptoe,  put  his  mouth  close  to  her  ear, 


ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

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"What  for?"  said  Alice. 

"Did  you  say,  'What  a  pity !'?" 
the  Rabbit  asked. 

"No,  I  didn't,"  said  Alice.  "I 
don't  think  it's  at  all  a  pity.  I  said 
'What  for?'" 

"She  boxed  the  Queen's  ears — " 
the  Rabbit  began.  Alice  gave  a  little 
scream  of  laughter.  "Oh,  hush!" 
the  Rabbit  whispered,  in  a  frightened 
tone.  "The  Queen  will  hear  you! 
$  You  see  she  came  rather  late,  and  the. >v 
;M  Queen  said—" 

"Get  to  your  places!"  shouted  theV 
Queen  in  a  voice  of  thunder,  and  peo- 
ple began  running  about  in  all  direc 
tions,  tumbling  up  against  each  other ; 
however,  they  got  settled  down  in  a 
minute  or  two,  and  the  game  began. 
Alice  thought  she  had  never  seen 
such  a  curious  croquet  ground  in  all 
her  life;  it  was  all  ridges  and  furrows; 


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THE  QUEEN'S    CROQUET   GROUND 

the  balls  were  live  hedge-hogs,  the 
mallets  live  flamingoes,  and  the  sol- 
diers had  to  double  themselves  up  and 
to  stand  upon  their  hands  and  feet,  to 
make  the  arches. 

The  chief  difficulty  Alice  found  at 
first  was  in  managing  her  flamingo; 
she  succeeded  in  getting  its  body 
tucked  away,  comfortably  enough, 
under  her  arm,  with  its  legs  hanging 
down,  but  generally,  just  as  she  had 
got  its  neck  nicely  straightened  out, 
and  was  going  to  give  the  hedge-hog 
a  blow  with  its  head,  it  would  twist 

%  itself  round  and  look  up  in  her  face, 
with  such  a  puzzled  expression  that 
she  could  not  help  bursting  out  laugh- 
ing; and  when  she  had  got  its  head 
down,  and  was  going  to  begin  again, 
it  was  very  provoking  to  find  that  the 
hedge-hog    had    unrolled    itself,    and 

= '■[  was  in  the  act  of  crawling  away;  be- 
sides all  this,  there  was  generally  a 
ridge  or  a  furrow  in  the  way  wherever 

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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

she  wanted  to  send  the  hedge-hog  to, 
and,  as  the  doubled-up  soldiers  were 
always  getting  up  and  walking  off 
to  other  parts  of  the  ground,  Alice 
soon  came  to  the  conclusion  that  it 
was  a  very  difficult  game  indeed. 

The  players  all  played  at  once  with- 
:|  out  waiting  for  turns,  quarrelling  all 
the  while,  and  fighting  for  the  hedge- 
hogs; and  in  a  very  short  time  the 
Queen  was  in  a  furious  passion,  and 
went  stamping  about,  and  shouting, 
"Off  with  his  head!"  or  "Off  with  her 
head!"  about  once  in  a  minute. 

Alice  began  to  feel  very  uneasy;  to 
be  sure  she  had  not  as  yet  had  any 
dispute  with  the  Queen,  but  she  knew 
that  it  might  happen  any  minute, 
"and  then,"  thought  she,  "what 
would  become  of  me?  They're  dread- 
fully fond  of  beheading  people  here; 
the  great  wonder  is  that  there's  any 
one  left  alive !" 

She   was    looking   about    for    some 

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THE   QUEEN'S  CROQUET   GROUND 

way  of  escape,  and  wondering  whether 
she  could  get  away  without  being 
seen,  when  she  noticed  a  curious  ap- 
pearance in  the  air.  It  puzzled  her 
very  much  at  first,  but,  after  watch- 
ing it  a  minute  or  two,  she  made  it 
out  to  be  a  grin,  and  she  said  to  her- 
self, "It's  the  Cheshire  Cat.  Now  I 
shall  have  somebody  to  talk  to." 

"How  are  you  getting  on?"  said 
the  Cat,  as  soon  as  there  was  mouth 
enough  for  it  to  speak  with. 

Alice  waited  till  the  eyes  appeared, 
and  then  nodded.  "  It's  no  use  speak- 
ing to  it,"  she  thought,  "till  its  ears 
have  come,  or  at  least  one  of  them." 
In  another  minute  the  whole  head  ap- 
peared, and  then  Alice  put  down  her 
flamingo  and  began  an  account  of  the 
game,  feeling  very  glad  she  had  some 
one  to  listen  to  her.  The  Cat  seemed 
to  think  that  there  was  enough  of  it 
now  in  sight,  and  no  more  of  it  ap- 
peared. 


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"I  don't  think  they  play  at  all  fair-; 
ly,"   Alice  began,   in    rather  a  com-, 
plaining  tone,  "  and  they  all  quarrel  £ ' 
So  J  so  dreadfully  one  can't  hear  one's  self  t,©£- 
^j./ speak;  and  they  don't  seem  to  have  v 
any  rules  in   particular — at    least,   if 
there   are,    nobody   attends    to   them; 
W  and  you've  no  idea  how  confusing  it  | 
is,  all  the  things  being  alive;  for  in-  (f%o  $ 
stance,  there's  the  arch  I've  got  to  go  ±\S 
through  next  walking   about  at   the  £ 
other  end  of  the  ground ;  and  I  should  (}£c 
have  croqueted  the  Queen's  hedge-hog 
just  now,  only  it  ran  away  when  it/K^V0^ 
saw  mine  coming!" 

"How  do  you  like  the  Queen?"  said 
the  Cat,  in  a  low  voice. 

"Not  at  all,"   said  Alice.     "She's 
so  extremely — "     Just  then  she  no- 
ticed that  the  Queen  was  close  behind 
her,     listening.      So     she    went    on,  ' 
"—likely    to    win,    that     it's    hardly  <g 
worth  while  finishing  the  game." 
The  Queen  smiled  and  passed  on. 


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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

"Off  with  his  head!"  she  said,  with- 
out even  looking  round. 

"I'll  fetch  the  executioner  myself," 
said  the  King,  eagerly,  and  he  hur- 
ried off. 

Alice  thought  she  might  as  well  go 
back  and  see  how  the  game  was  go- 
ing on,  as  she  heard  the  Queen's  voice 
in  the  distance,  screaming  with  pas- 
sion. She  had  already  heard  her  sen- 
tence three  of  the  players  to  be  exe- 
cuted for  having  missed  their  turns, 
and  she  did  not  like  the  looks  of  things 
at  all,  as  the  game  was  in  such  con- 
fusion that  she  never  knew  whether  it 
was  her  turn  or  not.  So  she  went  in 
search  of  her  hedge-hog. 

The  hedge -hog  was  engaged  in  a 
fight  with  another  hedge -hog,  which 
seemed  to  Alice  an  excellent  opportu- 
nity for  croqueting  one  of  them  with 
the  other.  The  only  difficulty  was 
that  her  flamingo  was  gone  across  to 
the  other  side  of  the  garden,   where 


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Alice  could  see  it  trying  in  a  helpless 
sort  of  way  to  fly  up  into  one  of  the 
trees. 

By  the  time  she  had   caught   the 
flamingo   and   brought    it   back,    the 
fight  was  over,  and  both  the  hedge- 
hogs   were    out    of    sight.     "  But    it  . , 
doesn't  matter  much/'  thought  Alice, 
"  as  all  the  arches  are  gone  from  this  ( 
side  of  the  ground."     So  she  tucked  | 
it  under  her  arm,   that  it  might  not 
escape  again,   and  went  back  for  a 
little  more  conversation  with  her  friend. 

When  she  got  back  to  the  Cheshire 
Cat  she  was  surprised  to  find  quite  a 
large  crowd  collected  round  it.  There 
was  a  dispute  going  on  between  the 
executioner,  the  King,  and  the  Queen, 
who  were  all  talking  at  once,  while 
all  the  rest  were  quite  silent,  and  look- 
ed very  uncomfortable. 

The   moment   Alice    appeared,    she 
was  appealed  to  by  all  three  to  settle 
the  question,  and  they  repeated  their 
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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

MM  arguments  to  her,  though,  as  they  all 

Hi  spoke  at  once,  she  found  it  very  hard 

indeed  to  make  out  exactly  what  they 

said. 

The  executioner's  argument  was 
that  you  couldn't  cut  off  a  head  unless 
there  was  a  body  to  cut  it  off  from; 
that  he  had  never  had  to  do  such  a 
thing  before,  and  he  wasn't  going  to 
begin  at  his  time  of  life. 

The    King's    argument    was    that 
anything  that  had  a  head  could  be 
beheaded,    and   that   you   weren't   to 
|^l  talk  nonsense. 

■0     The  Queen's  argument  was  that  if 

('/yJ something  wasn't  done  about  it  in  less 

^  than  no  time,  she'd  have  everybody 

executed,  all  round.     (It  was  this  last 

remark   that   made   the   whole  party 

look  so  grave  and  anxious.) 

Alice  could  think  of  nothing  else  to 
say  but,  "It  belongs  to  the  Duchess; 
'd  better  ask  her  about  it." 

the  Queen  said 


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to  the  executioner;  "fetch  her  here." 
And  the  executioner  went  off  like  an 
arrow. 

The  Cat's  head  began  fading  away 
the  moment  he  was  gone,  and,  by  the 
time  he  had  come  back  with  the  Duch- 
ess, it  had  entirely  disappeared;  so 
the  King  and  the  executioner  ran 
wildly  up  and  down  looking  for  it, 
while  the  rest  of  the  party  went  back 
to  the  game. 


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THE   MOCK-TURTLE'S    STORY 

"  Y0U    can,t  think   how  Slad    l  am 
to  see  you  again,  you  dear  old 

thing!"  said  the  Duchess,  as  she  tucked 

her  arm  affectionately  into  Alice's,  and 

they  walked  off  together. 

Alice  was  very  glad  to  find  her  in 
such  a  pleasant  temper,  and  thought 
to  herself  that  perhaps  it  was  only  the 
pepper  that  had  made  her  so  savage 
when  they  met  in  the  kitchen. 

"When  I'm  a  Duchess/'  she  said 
to  herself  (not  in  a  very  hopeful  tone, 
though),  "I  won't  have  any  pepper 
in  my  kitchen  at  all.  Soup  does  very 
well  without.  Maybe  it's  always 
pepper  that  makes  people  hot-tem- 
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ess  was  very  ugly;  and,  secondly,  be- 
cause she  was  exactly  the  right  height 
\to  rest  her  chin  upon  Alice's  shoulder, 
jand  it  was  an  uncomfortably  sharp 
chin.  However,  she  did  not  like  to 
be  rude,  so  she  bore  it  as  well  as  she 
could.     "The  game  seems  to  be  going 


on  rather  better  now,"  she  said. 
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"Somebody  said,"  whispered  Alice, 
"that  it's  done  by  everybody  minding 
their  own  business!" 

"Ah,  well!  It  means  much  the 
;  same  thing,"  said  the  Duchess,  dig- 
ging her  sharp  little  chin  into  Alice's 
shoulder  as  she  added,  "and  the 
moral  of  that  is — 'Take  care  of  the 
sense,  and  the  sounds  will  take  care 
0%  of  themselves. ' " 

"How  fond  she  is  of  finding  morals 
in  things!"  Alice  thought  to  herself. 

"I  dare  say  you're  wondering  why 
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yf  the  Duchess  said,  after  a  pause.    "The 
m  reason  is  that  I'm  doubtful  about  the  / 
jiU  temper  of  your  flamingo.     Shall  I  try  O/^ 


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the  experiment?' 

"He  might  bite,"  Alice  cautiously 
replied,  not  feeling  at  all  anxious  to 


have  the  experiment  tried. 

"Very    true,"    said    the    Duchess. 
"Flamingoes  and  mustard  both  bite.  ' 
?|And  the  moral  of  that  is — 'Birds  of 
a  feather  flock  together. ' " 

"Only  mustard  isn't  a  bird,"  Alice 
remarked. 

"Right,  as  usual,"  said  the  Duch- 
ess. "What  a  clear  way  you  have  of 
putting  things!" 

"It's  a  mineral,  I  think/'  said  Alice. 

"Of  course  it  is,"  said  the  Duchess, 
who  seemed  ready  to  agree  to  every- 
thing that  Alice  said.  "There's  a 
large  mustard  mine  near  here.  And 
the  moral  of  that  is — 'The  more  there 
is  of  mine,  the  less  there  is  of  yours.' " 


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"Oh,  I  know'/'  exclaimed  Alice,  who 
had  not  attended  to  the  last  remark. 
It's  a  vegetable.     It  doesn't  look  like 

I  one,  but  it  is." 
"I  quite  agree  with  you,"  said  the 
Duchess;  "and  the  moral  of  that  is — 
'Be  what  you  would  seem  to  be';  or, 
//if  you'd  like  it  put  more  simply — 
Jl  'Never  imagine  yourself  not  to  be 
otherwise  than  what  it  might  appear 
to  others  that  what  you  were  or  might 
have  been  was  not  otherwise  than 
what  you  had  been  would  have  ap- 
peared to  them  to  be  otherwise. '" 

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"I  think  I  should  understand  that 
better,"  Alice  said,  very  politely,  "if 
I  had  it  written  down;  but  I'm  afraid 
I  can't  quite  follow  it  as  you  say 
it." 

"That's   nothing   to  what   I  could 
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"Oh,  don't  talk  about  trouble!"  said 
the  Duchess.     "I  make  you  a  present 
|  of  everything  I've  said  as  yet." 

"A  cheap  sort  of  present!"  thought 

Alice.     "I'm    glad    they    don't    give 

birthday    presents    like    that!"     But 

^  X  she  did  not  venture  to  say  it  out  loud. 

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"Just  about  as  much  right,"  said 
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But  here,  to  Alice's  great  surprise,- 
the  Duchess's  voice  died  away,  even! 
in  the  middle  of  her  favorite  word] 
"moral,"  and  the  arm  that  was  linked 
into  hers  began  to  tremble.  Alice  look- 
ed up,  and  there  stood  the  Queen  in 
front  of  them,  with  her  arms  folded, 
frowning  like  a  thunderstorm. 


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Duchess  began,  in  a  low,  weak  voice. 
"Now,  I  give  you  fair  warning/' 
shouted  the  Queen,  stamping  on  the 
ground  as  she  spoke,  "either  you 
or  your  head  must  be  off,  and  that 
in  about  half  no  time!  Take  your 
choice!" 

The  Duchess  took  her  choice,  and 
was  gone  in  a  moment. 

"Let's  go  on  with  the  game,"  the 
Queen  said  to  Alice;  and  Alice  was 
too  much  frightened  to  say  a  word, 
but  slowly  followed  her  back  to  the 
croquet  ground. 

The  other  guests  had  taken  ad- 
vantage of  the  Queen's  absence  and 
were  resting  in  the  shade.  However, 
the  moment  they  saw  her  they  hur- 
ed  back  to  the  game,  the  Queen 
terely  remarking  that  a  moment's 
day  would  cost  them  their  lives. 
All  the  time  they  were  playing  the 
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the  other  players,  and  shouting,  "Off 
with  his  head!"  or,  "  Off  with  her  head!" 
Those  whom  she  sentenced  were  taken 
into  custody  by  the  soldiers,  who  of  *| 
course  had  to  leave  off  being  arches  to 
do  this,  so  that  by  the  end  of  half  an 
hour  or  so  there  were  no  arches  left, 
and  all  the  players,  except  the  King, 
the  Queen,  and  Alice,  were  in  custody 
and  under  sentence  of  execution. 

Then  the  Queen  left  off,  quite  out  of 
breath,  and  said  to  Alice,  "Have  you 
seen  the  Mock-Turtle  yet?" 

"No."  said  Alice.      "I  don't 
know  what  a  mock-turtle  is." 

"It's  the  thing  mock-turtle  soup  is 
made  from,"  said  the  Queen. 

"I  never  saw  one,  or  heard  of  one," 
said  Alice. 

"Come  on,  then,"  said   the  Queen, 

and  he  shall  tell  you  his  history." 

As  they  walked  off  together,  Alice 
heard  the  King  say,  in  a  low  voice,  to 
the  company  generally,  "You  are  all 

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pardoned."  "Come,  that's  a  good 
thing!"  she  said  to  herself,  for  she 
had  felt  quite  unhappy  at  the  number 
of  executions  the  Queen  had  ordered. 

They  very  soon  came  upon  a  Gryph- 
on, lying  fast  asleep  in  the  sun.  (If 
you  don't  know  what  a  Gryphon  is, 
look  at  the  picture. )  ' '  Up,  lazy  thing !  • ' 
said  the  Queen,  "  and  take  this  young 
lady  to  see  the  Mock-Turtle,  and  to 
hear  his  history.  I  must  go  back  and 
see  after  some  executions  I  have  or- 
dered/' and  she  walked  off,  leaving 
Alice  alone  with  the  Gryphon.  Alice 
did  not  quite  like  the  look  of  the  creat- 
ure, but  on  the  whole  she  thought  it 
would  be  quite  as  safe  to  stay  with  it 
as  to  go  after  that  savage  Queen;  so 
she  waited. 

The  Gryphon  sat  up  and  rubbed  its 

eyes;  then  it  watched  the  Queen  till 

she  was  out  of  sight ;  then  it  chuckled. 

"What  fun!"  said  the  Gryphon,  half 

to  itself,  half  to  Alice. 
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"  What  is  the  fun?"  said  Alice. 

"  Why,  she,"  said  the  Gryphon, 
all  her  fancy,   that;  they  never  exe-  i; 
cutes  nobody,  you  know.     Come  on!"  / 

"Everybody  says  'Come  on!'  here/' 
thought  Alice,  as  she  went  slowly 
after  it.  "I  never  was  so  ordered 
about  in  all  my  life,  never  I" 

They  had  not  gone  far  before  they 
saw  the  Mock-Turtle  in  the  distance, 
sitting  sad  and  lonely  on  a  little  ledge 
of  rock,  and,  as  they  came  nearer, 
Alice  could  hear  him  sighing  as  if  his 
heart  would  break.  She  pitied  him 
deeply.  "What  is  his  sorrow ?"  she 
asked  the  Gryphon,  and  the  Gryphon 
answered,  very  nearly  in  the  same 
words  as  before,  "It's  all  his  fancy, 
that:  he  hasn't  got  no  sorrow,  you 
know.     Come  on!" 

So  they  went  up  to  the  Mock-Turtle,  ( 
who  looked  at  them  with  large  eyes 
full  of  tears,  but  said  nothing.  [( i 

"This  here  young  lady,"  said  the 
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Gryphon,    "she   wants    for    to   know 
your  history,  she  do." 

"I'll   tell   it  her,"   said  the  Mock- 
Turtle,  in  a  deep,  hollow  tone.     "Sit 
and  don't  speak  a 
finished." 

So  they  sat  down,  and  nobody  spoke 
for  some  minutes.     Alice  thought  to% 
herself,  "I  don't  see  how  he  can  ever  ( 
finish  if  he  doesn't  begin."     But  she 
waited  patiently. 

"  Once,"  said  the  Mock-Turtle,  at  last, 
with  a  deep  sigh,  "  I  was  a  real  Turtle.  "$ 

These  words  were  followed  by  a 
very  long  silence,  broken  only  by  an 
occasional  exclamation  of  "Hjckrrh!" 
from  the  Gryphon,  and  the  constant 
heavy  sobbing  of  the  Mock -Turtle. 
Alice  was  very  near  getting  up  and 
saying,  "Thank  you,  sir,  for  your 
interesting  story,"  but  she  could  not 
help  thinking  there  must  be  more  to 
come,  so  she  sat  still  and  said  nothing. 
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Turtle  went  on  at  last,  more  calmly, 
though  still  sobbing  a  little  now  and 
then,  "we  went  to  school  in  the  sea.  [ 
The  master  was   an   old   Turtle — wep 
used  to  call  him  Tortoise — " 

"Why  did  you  call  him  Tortoise,  if  i 
he  wasn't  one?"  Alice  asked. 

"We  called  him  Tortoise  because 
he  taught  us,"  said  the  Mock-Turtle, 
angrily;  "really,  you  are  very  dull!" 

"You  ought  to  be  ashamed  of  your- 
self for  asking  such  a  simple  question!" 
added  the  Gryphon;  and  then  they 
both  sat  silent  and  looked  at  poor 
Alice,  who  felt  ready  to  sink  into  the 
earth.  At  last  the  Gryphon  said  to  the 
Mock -Turtle,  "Drive  on,  old  fellow! 
Don't  be  all  day  about  it!"  and  he 
went  on  in  these  words : 

"  Yes,  we  went  to  school  in  the  sea, 
though  you  mayn't  believe  it — " 

"I  never  said  I  didn't!"  interrupted 
Alice. 

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Gryphon,  before  Alice  could  speak 
again.     The  Mock-Turtle  went  on: 

We  had  the  best  of  educations — I 
in  fact,  we  went  to  school  every  day — 

"I've  been  to  a  day-school,   too, 
said  Alice;  "you  needn't  be  so  proud 
as  all  that." 

"With  extras?"  asked  the  Mock- 
Turtle,  a  little  anxiously. 

"Yes,"  said  Alice,  "we  learned 
French  and  music." 

"And  washing?"  said  the  Mock- 
Turtle. 

"Certainly  not!"  said  Alice,  indig- 
nantly. 

"Ah!  then  yours  wasn't  a  really 
good  school,"  said  the  Mock-Turtle, 
in  a  tone  of  great  relief.  "Now  at 
ours  they  had  at  the  end  of  the  bill, 
'  French,  music,  and  washing — extra/  " 

"You     couldn't     have     wanted     it 

much,"  said    Alice;    "living    at    the 

bottom  of  the  sea." 
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'  the  Mock-Turtle  with  a  sigh.     "  I  only 
took  the  regular  course." 

"What  was  that?"  inquired  Alice. 
"Reeling  and  Writhing,  of  course, 
to  begin  with,"  the  Mock-Turtle  re- 
plied ;  "  and  then  the  different  branch- 
es of  Arithmetic — Ambition,  Distrac- 
tion, Uglification,  and  Derision." 
"I  never  heard  of  ' Uglification/ "  I 

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The  Gryphon  lifted  up  both  its  paws  : 
.  in  surprise.     "What!     Never  heard  of 
uglifying!"  it  exclaimed.    "You  know  i 
what  to  beautify  is,  I  suppose?" 

"Yes,"  said  Alice,  doubtfully;  "it| 
means  —  to  —  make  —  anything — pret- 
tier. 

"Well,  then,"  the  Gryphon  went  on, 

if  you  don't  know  what  to  uglify  is 


you  must  be  a  simpleton." 

Alice  did  not  feel  encouraged  to  ask 
any  more  questions  about  it,  so  she 


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turned  to  the  Mock-Turtle  and  said, 
"  What  else  had  you  to  learn?" 

"Well,  there  was  Mystery,"  the 
Mock-Turtle  replied,  counting  off  the 
;  subjects  on  his  flappers  —  "  Mystery, 
ancient  and  modern,  with  Seaogra- 
phy;  then  Drawling — the  Drawling- 
master  was  an  old  conger -eel,  that 
used  to  come  once  a  week;  he  taught 
us  Drawling,  Stretching,  and  Faint- 
ing in  Coils." 

"What  was  that  like?"  said  Alice. 
"Well,  I  can't  show  it  you  myself," 
Hhe  Mock-Turtle  said;  "I'm  too  stiff.-. 
And  the  Gryphon  never  learned  it." 
"Hadn't  time,"  said  the  Gryphon.  : 
I  went  to  the  Classical  master,  though. 
He  was  an  old  crab,  he  was." 

"I  never  went  to  him,"  the  Mock- 

|  Turtle  said,  with  a  sigh.     "  He  taught 

)Laughing  and  Grief,  they  used  to  say." 

"So  he  did,   so  he  did,"   said  the 

^Gryphon,  sighing  in  his  turn ;  and  both 

reatures  hid  their  faces  in  their  paws. 


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"And  how  many  hours  a  day  did 
you  do  lessons ?"  said  Alice,  in  a  hur- 
7  ry  to  change  the  subject. 

"Ten  hours  the  first  day,"  said  the 
Mock-Turtle,  "nine  the  next,  and  so 
|  on." 

"What  a  curious  plan!"  exclaimed 
Alice. 

"That's  the  reason  they're  called 
lessons,"  the  Gryphon  remarked;  "be- 
cause they  lessen  from  day  to  day." 

This  was  quite  a  new  idea  to  Alice, 
and  she  thought  it  over  a  little  before 
she  made  her  next  remark.  "Then 
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"And  how  did  you  manage  on  the 
twelfth?"  Alice  went  on,  eagerly. 
"That's  enough  about  lessons,"  the 
'fpc  I  Gryphon  interrupted,  in  a  very  decided  \ 

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HpHE    Mock -Turtle    sighed    deeply 

*     and  drew  the  back  of  one  flapper 

across  his  eyes.     He  looked  at  Alice 

and  tried  to  speak,  but,  for  a  minute 

or  two,  sobs  choked  his  voice.    "  Same 

as  if  he  had  a  bone  in  his  throat/' 

said  the  Gryphon;  and  it  set  to  work 

shaking  him  and    punching  him    in 

the  back.     At    last    the   Mock-Turtle 

recovered  his  voice,   and,   with  tears 

running   down   his   cheeks,    went   on 

again : 

"You   may   not   have   lived   much 

under  the  sea — "   ("I  haven't/'  said 

Alice),  "and  perhaps  you  were  never 

even  introduced  to  a  lobster — "  (Alice 

began  to  say  "I  once  tasted — "  but 
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checked  herself  hastily  and  said,  "No, 
never")  " — so  you  can  have  no  idea 
what  a  delightful  thing  a  Lobster 
Quadrille  is!" 

"No,  indeed,"  said  Alice.  "What 
sort  of  a  dance  is  it?" 

"Why,"  said  the  Gryphon,  "you 
first  form  into  a  line  along  the  sea- 
shore— " 

"Two  lines!"  cried  the  Mock -Tur- 
tle. "Seals,  turtles,  and  so  on;  then, 
when  you've  cleared  the  jelly-fish  out 
of  the  way — " 

"That  generally  takes  some  time," 
interrupted  the  Gryphon. 

" — you  advance  twice — " 
Each  with  a    lobster  as  a    part-  jS<||k* 

"Of  course,"  the  Mock-Turtle  said.  ' 
Advance  twice,  set  to  partners — " 
" — change    lobsters    and    retire    in 
same  order,"  continued  the  Gryphon. 
"Then,  you  know,"  the  Mock-Tur- 
tle went  on,  "you  throw  the — " 
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The  lobsters!"  shouted  the  Gryph- 
on, with  a  bound  in  the  air.  W/^' 
"-as  far  out  to  sea  as  you  can-" 
"Swim  after  them!"  screamed  the 
5^/ Gryphon. 

"Turn  a  somersault  in  the  sea!" 
cried  the  Mock-Turtle,  capering  wild- 
ly about. 

"Change  lobsters  again!"  yelled 
the  Gryphon. 

Back  to  land  again,  and— that's 
%  all  the  first  figure,"  said  the  Mock- 
Turtle,  suddenly  dropping  his  voice; 
and  the  two  creatures,  who  had  been 
jumping  about  like  mad  things,  sat 
down  again  very  sadly  and  quietly 
and  looked  at  Alice 

"It  must  be  a  very  pretty  dance," 
said  Alice,  timidly. 

"Would  you  like  to  see  a  little  of 
it?"  said  the  Mock-Turtle. 

Very  much  indeed,"  said  Alice. 
Let's  try  the  first  figure!"  said  the 

Mock-Turtle   to    the    Gryphon.    "We 
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can  do  without  lobsters,  you  know. 
Which  shall  sing?" 

"Oh,  you  sing/'  said  the  Gryphon. 
"I've  forgotten  the  words." 

So  they  began  solemnly  dancing 
round  and  round  Alice,  every  now  and 
then  treading  on  her  toes  when  they 
passed  too  close,  and  waving  their 
forepaws  to  mark  the  time,  while  the 
Mock -Turtle  sang  this,  very  slowly 
and  sadly: 

Will  you  walk  a  little  faster  ?"  said  a 
whiting  to  a  snail. 
"There's  a  porpoise  close  behind  us,  and 

he's  treading  on  my  tail. 
See  how  eagerly  the  lobsters  and  the  turtles 

all  advance ! 
They  are  waiting  on  the  shingle — will  you 
come  and  join  the  dance  ? 
Will   you,   won't   you,   will   you,    won't 

you,  will  you  join  the  dance? 
Will   you,    won't  you,   will   you,   won't 
you,  won't  you  join  the  dance  ? 

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When  they  take  us  up  and  throw  us,  with 

the  lobsters,  out  to  sea  I" 
But  the  snail  replied,  "  Too  far,  too  far  I" 

and  gave  a  look  askance — 
Said  he  thanked  the  whiting  kindly,  but 
he  would  not  join  the  dance. 
Would  not,  could  not,  would  not,  could 

not,  would  not  join  the  dance. 
Would  not,  could  not,  would  not,  could 
not,  could  not  join  the  dance. 

"What  matters  it  how  far  we  go?"  his 

scaly  friend  replied. 
"There  is  another  shore,  you  know,  upon 

the  other  side. 
The  farther  off  from  England  the  nearer 

is  to  France — 
Then    turn    not    pale,   beloved    snail,  but 
come  and  join  the  dance. 
Will  you,  won't  you,  will  you,  won't  you, 

will  you  join  the  dance? 
Will  you,  won't  you,  will  you,  won't  you, 
won't  you  join  the  dance  ?" 

"Thank  you;  it's  a  very  interest- 
ing dance  to  watch,"  said  Alice,  feel- 
ing very  glad  that  it  was  over  at  last : 

and  I  do  so  like  that  curious  song 
about  the  whiting!" 


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"Oh,  as  to  the  whiting/'  said  the 
Mock-Turtle,  "  they— you've  seen  them, 
of  course?" 

"Yes,"  said  Alice,  "I've  often  seen 
them  at  dinn— "  she  checked  herself 
hastily. 

"I  don't  know  where  Dinn  may  be," 
said  the  Mock-Turtle,  "but  if  you've 
seen  them  so  often,  of  course  you 
know  what  they're  like." 

"  I  believe  so,"  Alice  replied  thought- 
fully.    "They  have  their  tails  in  their 
mouths — and  they're  all  over  crumbs." 
\     "You're  wrong  about  the  crumbs," 
said  the  Mock-Turtle;  "crumbs  would 
all   wash   off    in    the   sea.    But   they* 
have  their  tails  in  their  mouths;  andl| 
the  reason  is — "  here  the  Mock-Turtle ;' 
yawned    and    shut    his    eyes.    "  Tell 
her  about  the  reason  and  all  that," 
he  said  to  the  Gryphon. 

"The  reason  is,"  said  the  Gryphon, 
"that  they  would  go  with  the  lobsters 
to   the   dance.    So   they   got   thrown 


out  to  sea.    So  they  had  to  fall  a  long 
I  way.    So  they  got  their  tails  fast  in 
their  mouths.    So  they  couldn't    get 
I  them  out  again.      That's  all." 

"Thank  you,"  said  Alice;  "it's 
very  interesting.  I  never  knew  so 
much  about  a  whiting  before." 

"I  can  tell  you  more  than   that,  if 

you  like,"    said    the   Gryphon.    "Do 

you  know  why  it's  called  a  whiting?" 

I   never   thought   about    it,"    said 

Alice.    "Why?" 

It  does  the  boots  and  shoes,"  the 
Gryphon  replied,  very  solemnly. 

Alice  was  thoroughly  puzzled.    "  Does 
the  boots  and  shoes?"  she  repeated,  in^ 
S\R  a  wondering  tone. 

Why,   what    are  your  shoes  done 
with?"  said  the  Gryphon.    "I  mean, 
what  makes  them  so  shiny?" 
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"Boots  and  shoes  under  the  sea/' 
the  Gryphon  went  on,  in  a  deep  voice, 
"are  done  with  whiting.  Now  you 
know." 

"And  what  are  they  made  of?" 
Alice  asked,  in  a  tone  of  great  curi- 
osity. 

"Soles  and  eels,  of  course,"  the 
Gryphon  replied,  rather  impatiently; 
"  any  shrimp  could  have  told  you  that." 

"If  I'd  been  the  whiting,"  said 
Alice,  whose  thoughts  were  still  run- 
ning on  the  song,  "I'd  have  said  to 
the  porpoise,  'Keep  back,  please;  we 
don't  want  you  with  us!' " 

"They  were  obliged  to  have  him 
with  them,"  the  Mock -Turtle  said; 
"no  wise  fish  would  go  anywhere 
without  a  porpoise." 

"Wouldn't  it  really?"  said  Alice,  in 
. .  a  tone  of  great  surprise. 

"Of  course  not,"  said  the  Mock- 
Turtle;  "why,  if  a  fish  came  to  me, 
and  told  me  he  was  going  a  long  jour- 

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"I  mean  what   I   say,"   the  Mock- 
Turtle  replied,   in   an   offended   tone. 
And  the  Gryphon  added,  "Come,  let's- 
hear  some  of  your  adventures." 

"I  could  tell  you  my  adventures —  \ 
beginning   from  this  morning,"   said 
Alice,  a   little   timidly;  "but   it's   no 
use  going  back  to  yesterday,  because 
I  was  a  different  person  then." 

"Explain  all  that,"  said  the  Mock- 
Turtle. 

"No,  no!  The  adventures  first," 
said  the  Gryphon,  in  an  impatient 
tone.  "Explanations  take  such  a 
dreadful  time." 

So  Alice  began  telling  them  her  ad- 
ventures from  the  time  when  she  first 
saw  the  White  Rabbit.  She  was  a  lit- 
tle nerVous  about  it  just  at  first,  the 
two  creatures  got  so  close  to  her,  one 
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on  each  side,  and  opened  their  eyes 
and  mouths  so  very  wide,  but  she  gain- 
ed courage  as  she  went  on.  Her  lis- 
teners were  perfectly  quiet  till  she  got 
to  the  part  about  her  repeating  "  You 
are  old,  Father  William,"  to  the  Cat- 
erpillar, and  the  words  all  coming 
different,  and  then  the  Mock-Turtle 
drew  a  long  breath  and  said,  "That's 
very  curious/' 

"It's  about  as  curious  as  it  can  be," 
said  the  Gryphon. 

"It  all  came  different!"  the  Mock- 
Turtle  repeated,  thoughtfully.  "I 
should  like  to  hear  her  repeat  some- 
thing now.  Tell  her  to  begin."  He 
looked  at  the  Gryphon  as  if  he  thought 
it  had  some  kind  of  authority  over 
Alice. 

"Stand  up  and  repeat  "Tis  the  voice 
of  the  sluggard,' "  said  the  Gryphon. 

"  How  the  creatures  order  one  about 
and  make  one  repeat  lessons!"  thought 
Alice.  "I  might  as  well  be  at  school 
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the  Mock-Turtle;  "but  it  sounds  un- 
common nonsense." 

Alice  said  nothing;  she  had  sat 
down  with  her  face  in  her  hands,  won- 
dering if  anything  would  ever  happen 
in  a  natural  way  again. 

"I  should  like  to  have  it  explain- 
ed/' said  the  Mock  Turtle. 

"She  can't  explain  it,"  hastily  said 
the  Gryphon.  "Go  on  to  the  next 
verse." 

"But  about  his  toes?"  the  Mock- 
Turtle  persisted.  "  How  could  he  turn 
them  out  with  his  nose,  you  know?" 

"It's  the  first  position  in  dancing," 
Alice  said;  but  was  dreadfully  puz- 
zled by  it  all,  and  longed  to  change 
the  subject. 

"Go  on  with  the  next  verse,"  the 
Gryphon  repeated.  "It  begins  with 
the  words  'I  passed  by  his  gar- 
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The  Panther  took  pie-crust,  and  gravy, 
and  meat, 

While  the  Owl  had  the  dish  as  its  share 
of  the  treat. 

When  the  pie  was  all  finished,  the  Owl, 
as  a  boon, 

Was  kindly  permitted  to  pocket  the  spoon  ; 

While  the  Panther  received  knife  and  fork 
with  a  growl, 

And  concluded  the  banquet — " 

"What  is  the  use  of  repeating  all 
that  stuff/'  the  Mock -Turtle  inter- 
rupted, "if  you  don't  explain  it  as 
you  go  on?  It's  by  far  the  most  con- 
fusing thing  I  ever  heard!" 

"Yes,  I  think  you'd  better  leave 
off,"  said  the  Gryphon;  and  Alice 
was  only  too  glad  to  do  so. 

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Lobster  Quadrille?"  the  Gryphon  went 
on.  "Or  would  you  like  the  Mock- 
Turtle  to  sing  you  a  song?" 

"Oh,  a  song,  please,  if  the  Mock- 
Turtle  would  be  so  kind,"  Alice  re- 
plied, so  eagerly  that  the  Gryphon 
said,  in  a  rather  offended  tone,  "Hm! 
No  accounting  for  tastes!  Sing  her 
'Turtle  Soup/  will  you,  old  fellow?" 

The  Mock-Turtle  sighed  deeply  and 
began,   in  a  voice  sometimes  choked  | 
with  sobs,  to  sing  this : 

"Beautiful  Soup,  so  rich  and  green, 
Waiting  in  a  hot  tureen  ! 
Who  for  such  dainties  would  not  stoop  ? 
Soup  of  the  evening,  beautiful  Soup  I 
Soup  of  the  evening,  beautiful  Soup  / 
Beau — ootiful  Soo — oop  I 
Beau — ootiful  Soo — oop  ! 
Soo — oop  of  the  e — e — evening, 
Beautiful,  beautiful  Soup ! 

"  Beautiful  Soup  I    Who  cares  for  fishy 
Game,  or  any  other  dish  ? 
Who  would  not  give  all  else  for  two  p 
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Beau — ootiful  Soo — oop  ! 
Soo — oop  of  the  e — e — evening, 
Beautiful,  beauti—FUL  SOUP!" 


Chorus  again!"   cried  the  Gryph- 

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Come    on!"    cried    the    Gryphon, 
and,    taking    Alice    by   the   hand,    it 
hurried  off,   without  waiting  for  the 
end  of  the  song. 
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'T'HE  King  and  Queen  of  Hearts 
■*■  were  seated  on  their  throne  when 
they  arrived,  with  a  great  crowd  as- 
sembled about  them — all  sorts  of  lit- 
tle birds  and  beasts,  as  well  as  the 
whole  pack  of  cards.  The  Knave  was 
standing  before  them,  in  chains,  with 
a  soldier  on  each  side  to  guard  him; 
and  near  the  King  was  the  White  Rab- 
bit, with  a  trumpet  in  one  hand  and  a 
scroll  of  parchment  in  the  other.  In 
the  very  middle  of  the  court  was  a 
table,  with  a  large  dish  of  tarts  upon 
it.  They  looked  so  good  that  it  made 
Alice  quite  hungry  to  look  at  them. 
"I  wish  they'd  get  the  trial  done," 
she  thought,  "and  hand  round  the  re- 


ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 


freshments!"  But  there  seemed  to  be 
no  chance  of  this,  so  she  began  look- 
ing about  her,  to  pass  away  the  time. 

Alice  had  never  been  in  a  court  of 
justice  before,  but  she  had  read  about 
them  in  books,  and  she  was  quite 
pleased  to  find  that  she  knew  the 
name  of  nearly  everything  there. 
"That's  the  judge/ '  she  said  to  her- 
self, "because  of  his  great  wig." 

The  judge,  by  the  way,  was  the 
King;  and  as  he  wore  his  crown  over 
the  wig  (look  at  the  illustration  if 
you  want  to  see  how  he  did  it),  he  did 
not  look  at  all  comfortable,  and  it  was 
certainly  not  becoming. 

"And  that's  the  jury-box,"  thought 

Alice,   "and  those  twelve  creatures" 

(she  was  obliged  to  say  "creatures," 

you  see,  because  some  of  them  were 

animals,    and   some   were   birds),    "I 

suppose  they  are  the  jurors."  She  said 

this  last  word  two  or  three  times  over 

to  herself,  being  rather  proud  of  it; 
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for  she  thought,  and  rightly,  too,  that 
very  few  little  girls  of  her  age  knew  the 
meaning  of  it  at  all.  However,  "  jury- 
men "  would  have  done  just  as  well. 

The  twelve  jurors  were  all  writing 
very  busily  on  slates.  "What  are 
they  all  doing?"  Alice  whispered  to 
the  Gryphon.  "They  can't  have 
anything  to  put  down  yet,  before  the 
trial's  begun." 

"  They're  putting  down  their  names," 
the  Gryphon  whispered  in  reply,  "for 
fear  they  should  forget  them  before  the 
end  of  the  trial." 

"Stupid  things!"  Alice  began,  in  a 
loud,  indignant  voice,  but  she  stopped 
j  hastily,  for  the  White  Rabbit  cried 
out,  "Silence  in  the  court!"  and  the 
King  put  on  his  spectacles  and  looked 
anxiously  round  to  see  who  was  talk- 
ing. 

Alice  could  see,  as  well  as  if  she 
were  looking  over  their  shoulders, 
that  all  the  jurors  were  writing  down 

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over!"  thought  Alice. 

One  of  the  jurors  had  a  pencil  that^j 

squeaked.      This,    of     course,     Alice  ;' ,  : 
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very  soon  found  an  opportunity  of  \ 
taking  it  away.  She  did  it  so  quickly 
that  the  poor  little  juror  (it  was  Bill, 
the  Lizard)  could  not  make  out  at  all 
what  had  become  of  it;  so,  after  hunt- 
[\  ing  all  about  for  it,  he  was  obliged  to 
write  with  one  finger  for  the  rest  of 
the  day;  and  this  was  of  very  little 
use,  as  it  left  no  mark  on  the  slate. 

"Herald,  read  the  accusation!"  said 
1g  the  King. 

On  this  the  White  Rabbit  blew  three 
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rolled  the  parchment  scroll,  and  read 
as  follows: 

"  The  Queen  of  Hearts,  she  made  some  tarts, 
All  on  a  summer  day  : 
The  Knave  of  Hearts,  he  stole  those  tarts,  \ 
And  took  them  quite  away !" 

"Consider  your  verdict/'  the  King 
said  to  the  jury. 

"Not  yet,  not  yet!"  the  Rabbit  has- 
tily interrupted.  "There's  a  great 
deal  to  come  before  that!" 

"Call  the  first  witness,"  said  the 
King;  and  the  White  Rabbit  blew 
three  blasts  on  the  trumpet,  and  called 
out,  "First  witness!" 

The  first  witness  was  the  Hatter. 
He  came  in  with  a  teacup  in  one  hand 
and  a  piece  of  bread-and-butter  in  the 
other.  "I  beg  pardon,  your  Majesty," 
he  began,  "for  bringing  these  in; 
but  I  hadn't  quite  finished  my  tea 
when  I  was  sent  for." 

"You  ought  to  have  finished,"  said 
the  King.     "When  did  you  begin?" 


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"You've  no  right  to  grow  here/9 
said  the  Dormouse. 

"Don't  talk  nonsense/'  said  Alice/ 
more  boldly ;  "  you  know  you're  grow- 
ing, too." 

"Yes,  but  I  grow  at  a  reasonable 
pace,"  said  the  Dormouse;  "not  in 
that  ridiculous  fashion."  And  he 
got  up  very  sulkily  and  crossed  over 
to  the  other  side  of  the  court. 

All  this  time  the  Queen  had  never 
left  off  staring  at  the  Hatter,  and,  just 
as  the  Dormouse  crossed  the  court, 
she  said  to  one  of  the  officers  of  the 
yMcouri,  "Bring  me  the  list  of  the  singers $\< 
in  the  last  concert!"  On  which  the 
wretched  Hatter  trembled  so  that  he 
hook  both  his  shoes  off. 

"Give  your  evidence,"  the  King  re- 
peated,   angrily,    "or    I'll    have    you 


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executed,   whether  you're  nervous  or 
not." 

"I'm  a  poor  man,  your  Majesty," /$ 
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WHO    STOLE    THE    TARTS? 

voice —  "and  I  hadn't  begun  my  tea 
— not  above  a  week  or  so — and  what 
with  the  bread  -  and  -  butter  getting 
so  thin — and  the  twinkling  of  the 
tea—" 

"The  twinkling  of  the  what?"  said 
the  King, 

"It  began  with  the  tea,"  the  Hatter 
replied. 

"Of  course  twinkling  begins  with 
a  T!"  said  the  King,  sharply.  "Do 
you  take  me  for  a  dunce?     Go  on!" 

"I'm  a  poor  man,"  the  Hatter  went 
on,  "and  most  things  twinkled  after 
that — only  the  March  Hare  said — " 

"I  didn't!"  the  March  Hare  inter- 
rupted in  a  great  hurry. 

"  You  did!"  said  the  Hatter. 

"I  deny  it!"  said  the  March  Hare. 

"He  denies  it,"  said  the  King; 
"leave  out  that  part." 

"Well,  at  any  rate,  the  Dormouse 
said — "  the  Hatter  went  on,  looking 
anxiously  round  to  see  if  he  would 

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deny  it,  too;  but  the  Dormouse  de- 
nied nothing,  being  fast  asleep. 

"After  that/'  continued  the  Hat- 
ter, "I  cut  some  bread-and-butter — " 

"But  what  did  the  Dormouse  say?" 
one  of  the  jury  asked. 

"That  I  can't  remember/ '  said  the 
Hatter. 

"You  must  remember/ '  remarked 
the  King,  "or  I'll  have  you  exe- 
cuted/' 

The  miserable  Hatter  dropped  his 
teacup  and  bread-and-butter,  and 
went  down  on  one  knee.  "  I'm  a  poor 
man,  your  Majesty,"  he  began. 

"You're  a  very  poor  speaker,"  said 
the  King. 

Here  one  of  the  guinea-pigs  cheered, 

and  was  immediately  suppressed  by 

the  officers  of  the  court.     (As  that  is 

rather  a  hard  word,  I  will  just  explain 

to  you  how  it  was  done.     They  had  a 

large  canvas  bag,  which  tied  up  at  the 

mouth    with   strings;   into   this    they 
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slipped  the  guinea-pig,  head  first,  and 
then  sat  upon  it.) 

"I'm  glad  I've  seen  that  done/' 
thought  Alice.  "I've  so  often  read 
in  the  newspapers,  at  the  end  of  trials, 
'  There  was  some  attempt  at  applause, 
which  was  immediately  suppressed 
by  the  officers  of  the  court,'  and  I 
never  understood  what  it  meant  till 
now." 

"If  that's  all  you  know  about  it, 
you  may  stand  down,"  continued  the 
King. 

"I  can't  go  no  lower,"  said  the  Hat- 
ter; "I'm  on  the  floor,  as  it  is." 

"Then  you  may  sit  down,"  the 
King  replied. 

Here  the  other  guinea-pig  cheered, 
and  was  suppressed. 

Come,  that  finishes  the  guinea- 
pigs!"  thought  Alice.  "Now  we 
shall  get  on  better." 

"I'd  rather  finish  my  tea,"  said  the 

Hatter,  with  an  anxious  look  at  the 
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Queen,    who  was  reading  the  list  of 
singers. 

VX|     "You  may  go/'  said  the  King;  and 
"•  jp^the   Hatter   hurriedly   left   the   court, 


without  even  waiting  to  put  his  shoes L^?cV^ 


on 

" — and  just  take  his  head  off  out 
side,"  the  Queen  added  to  one  of  the 
officers;   but   the  Hatter   was   out   of 
sight  before  the  officer  could  get  to 
the  door. 

"Call  the  next  witness!"  said  the 
King. 

The  next  witness  was  the  Duch- 
I  ess's  cook.  She  carried  the  pepper- 
box in  her  hand,  and  Alice  guessed 
who  it  was,  even  before  she  got  into 
the  court,  by  the  way  the  people  near 
the  door  began  sneezing  all  at  once. 

"Give    your    evidence,"    said     the 
King. 

"Sha'n't,"  said  the  cook. 

The  King  looked  anxiously  at  the 

White  Rabbit,  who  said,  in  a  low  voice, 
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WHO    STOLE    THE    TARTS? 

''Your  Majesty  must  cross-examine 
this  witness." 

"Well,  if  I  must,  I  must,"  the  King 
said,  with  a  melancholy  air,  and,  after 
folding  his  arms  and  frowning  at  the 
cook  till  his  eyes  were  nearly  out  of 
sight,  he  said,  in  a  deep  voice,  "What 
are  tarts  made  of?" 

"Pepper,  mostly,"  said  the  cook. 

"Treacle,"  said  a  sleepy  voice  de- 
hind  her. 

"Collar  that  Dormouse,"  the  Queen 
shrieked  out.  "Behead  that  Dor- 
mouse! Turn  that  Dormouse  out  of 
court!  Suppress  him!  Pinch  him! 
Off  with  his  whiskers!" 

For  some  minutes  the  whole  court 
was  in  confusion,  getting  the  Dor- 
mouse turned  out,  and,  by  the  time 
they  had  settled  down  again,  the  cook 
had  disappeared. 

"Never  mind,"  said  the  King,  with 
an  air  of  great  relief.  "  Call  the  next 
witness."     And  he  added  in  an  un- 


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dertone  to  the  Queen,  "Really,  my 
dear,  you  must  cross-examine  the  next 
witness.  It  quite  makes  my  forehead 
ache!" 

Alice  watched  the  White  Rabbit  as 
he  fumbled  over  the  list,  feeling  very 
curious  to  see  what  the  next  witness 
would  be  like,  "for  they  haven't  got 
much  evidence  yet,"  she  said  to  her- 
self. Imagine  her  surprise  when  the 
White  Rabbit  read  out,  at  the  top  of 
his  shrill  little  voice,  the  name  "  Alice!" 


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XJERE!''  cried  Alice,  quite  forget- 
*  A  ting  in  the  flurry  of  the  moment  (,;{ 
how  large  she  had  grown  in  the  last 
few  minutes,  and  she  jumped  up  in 
such  a  hurry  that  she  tipped  over  the 
jury-box  with  the  edge  of  her  skirt,  up- 


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setting  all  the  jurymen  onto  the  heads 
of  the  crowd  below,  and  there  they  lay 
sprawling  about,  reminding  her  very 
much  of  a  globe  of  goldfish  she  had! 
accidentally  upset  the  week  before. 

"Oh,  I  beg  your  pardon!"  she  ex-£ 

claimed,  in  a  tone  of  great  dismay, 

and  began  picking  them  up  again  as 

quickly  as  she  could,  for  the  accident 

of  the  goldfish  kept  running  in  her 


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idea  that  they  must  be  collected  at 
once  and  put  back  into  the  jury-box 
or  they  would  die. 

"The  trial  cannot  proceed,"  said  the 
King,  in  a  very  grave  voice,  "until 
all  the  jurymen  are  back  in  their  prop- 
er places — all,"  he  repeated,  with  great 
emphasis,  looking  hard  at  Alice  as  he 
said  so. 

Alice  looked  at  the  jury-box,   and 
saw  that,  in  her  haste,  she  had  put 
the  Lizard   in    head    downward,   and 
.the  poor  little  thing  was  waving  its 
\\  tail  about  in  a  melancholy  way,  being 
>/$  quite  unable  to  move.     She  soon  got 
:^it  out  again,  and  put  it  right;  "not 
[^  that  it  signifies  much/'  she  said 
herself;    "I    should    think    it 
be  quite  as  much  use  in  the  trial 
way  up  as  the  other." 

As  soon  as  the  jury  had  a 
recovered    from   the    shock    of 
upset,    and   their   slates   and 
had  been  found  and  handed  back 
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them,  they  set  to  work  very  diligently 
to  write  out  a  history  of  the  accident, 
all  except  the  Lizard,  who  seemed 
too  much  overcome  to  do  anything 
but  sit  with  its  mouth  open,  gazing 
up  into  the  roof  of  the  court. 

"What  do  you  know  about  this 
business?"  the  King  said  to  Alice. 

"Nothing,"  said  Alice. 

"Nothing  whatever?"  persisted  the 
King. 

"Nothing  whatever,"  said  Alice. 

"That's  very  important,"  the  King 
said,  turning  to  the  jury.  They  were 
just  beginning  to  write  this  down 
on  their  slates,  when  the  White  Rab-  V: 
bit  interrupted:  "Unimportant,  your 
Majesty  means,  of  course,"  he  said  v 
in  a  very  respectful  tone,  but  frown- 
ing and  making  faces  at  him  as  he 
spoke. 

"Unimportant,  of  course,  I  meant," 
the  King  hastily  said,  and  went  on 
to  himself  in  an  undertone,  "  Important 


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—  unimportant  —  unimportant  —  im- 
portant— "  as  if  he  were  trying 
which  word  sounded  best. 

Some  of  the  jury  wrote  it  down 
"important/'  and  some  "unimpor- 
tant." Alice  could  see  this,  as  she 
was  near  enough  to  look  over  their 
slates;  "but  it  doesn't  matter  a  bit,"  | 
she  thought  to  herself. 

At  this  moment  the  King,  who  had 
been  for  some  time  busily  writing  in 
his  note-book,  called  out,  "Silence!" 
and  read  out  from  his  book,  "  Rule 
Forty-two.  All  persons  more  than  a 
mile  high  to  leave  the  court." 

Everybody  looked  at  Alice. 

"I'm  not  a  mile  high,"  said  Alice. 

"You  are,"  said  the  King. 

"Nearly  two  miles  high,"  added  the 
Queen. 

"Well,  I  sha'n't  go,  at  any  rate," 
said  Alice:  "besides,  that's  not  a 
regular  rule:  you  invented  it  just 
now." 


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"It's  the  oldest  rule  in  the  book/' 
said  the  King. 

"  Then  it  ought  to  be  Number  One/' 
said  Alice. 

The  King  turned  pale,  and  shut 
his  note-book  hastily.  "  Consider  your 
verdict/'  he  said  to  the  jury,  in  a  low, 
trembling  voice. 

"  There's  more  evidence  to  come  yet, 
please  your  Majesty,"  said  the  White 
Rabbit,  jumping  up  in  a  great  hurry: 
"this  paper  has  just  been  picked  up." 

"What's  in  it?"  said  the  Queen. 

"I  haven't  opened  it  yet,"  said  the 
White  Rabbit,  "but  it  seems  to  be  a 
letter,  written  by  the  prisoner  to — to 
somebody." 

"It  must  have  been  that,"  said  the 
King,  "unless  it  was  written  to  no- 
body, which  isn't  usual,  you  know." 

"Who  is  it  directed  to?"  said  one 
of  the  jurymen. 

"It  isn't  directed  at  all,"  said  the 

White  Rabbit;  "in  fact,  there's  noth- 
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ing  written  on  the  outside."     He  un- 
?s^    folded   the   paper   as   he   spoke,    and 
added,    "It   isn't  a  letter,    after   all:/ 
twit's  a  set  of  verses.- 
v^y^y     "Are  they  in  the  prisoner's  hand- 
I  writing?"   asked  another  of  the  jury- 


No,  they're  not,"  said  the  White  1?*-^ 


|M  Rabbit,  "and  that's  the  queerest  thing  f(%J 
%y&C*s?)  ..about  it."     (The  jury  all  looked  puz-  ^.Wis/3 

"He  must  have  imitated  somebody 

.else's   hand,"    said   the   King.     (The^ 

Hfcv  jury  all  brightened  up  again.) 

J     "Please   j^our    Majesty,"    said    thelj 

Knave,   "  I  didn't  write  it,  and  they 

\ can't  prove  I   did:    there's  no  name 

signed  at  the  end." 

"If   you  didn't  sign   it,"   said   the 

j  King,   "that  only  makes  the  matter  Ej 

■worse.     You  must   have  meant  some  ^0°i 

^mischief,    or   else   you'd  have   signed  'i&fr 

tyour  name  like  an  honest  man." 

There  was  a   general   clapping    of 
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hands  at  this;  it  was  the  first  really 
clever  thing  the  King  had  said  that  day. 

"That  proves  his  guilt/'  said  the 
Queen. 

"It  proves  nothing  of  the  sort!" 
said  Alice.  "Why,  you  don't  even 
know  what  they're  about!" 

"Read  them/'  said  the  King. 


The  White  Rabbit  put  on  his  spec- 
tacles.  "Where  shall  I  begin,  please 
your  Majesty?"  he  asked. 

"Begin  at  the  beginning,"  the  King 
said,  gravely,  "  and  go  on  till  you  come 
to  the  end;  then  stop." 

These  were  the  verses  the  White 
Rabbit  read : 


"They  told  me  you  hod  been  to  her, 
And  mentioned  me  to  him; 
She  gave  me  a  good  character, 
But  said  I  could  not  swim. 

"He  sent  them  word  I  had  not  gone 

(We  know  it  to  be  true). 

If  she  should  push  the  matter  on, 

What  would  become  of  you  ? 

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I  gave  her  one,  they  gave  him  two, 
You  gave  us  three  or  more  ; 

They  all  returned  from  him  to  you, 
Though  they  were  mine  before. 

"If  I  or  she  should  chance  to 
Involved  in  this  affair, 
He  trusts  to  you  to  set  them  free, 
Exactly  as  we  were. 

"My  notion  was  that  you  had  been 
(Before  she  had  this  fit) 
An  obstacle  that  came  between 
Him,  and  ourselves,  and  it. 

"  Don't  let  him  know  she  liked  them  best, 
For  this  must  ever  be 
A  secret,  kept  from  all  the  rest, 
Between  yourself  and  me." 


"That's  the  most  important  piece 
of  evidence  we've  heard  yet/'  said  the 
King,  rubbing  his  hands;  "so  now 
let  the  jury — " 

"  If  any  one  of  them  can  explain 

it,"   said   Alice   (she    had    grown   so 

large  in  the  last  few  minutes  that  she 

wasn't  a  bit  afraid  of  interrupting  him), 
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"I'll  give  him  sixpence.  I  don't  be- 
lieve there's  an  atom  of  meaning  in  it." 

The  jury  all  wrote  down  on  their 
slates,  "  She  doesn't  believe  there's 
an  atom  of  meaning  in  it,"  but  none 
of  them  attempted  to  explain  the  paper. 

"If  there's  no  meaning  in  it,"  said 
the  King,  "that  saves  a  world  of 
trouble,  you  know,  as  we  needn't 
try  to  find  any.  And  yet  I  don't 
know,"  he  went  on,  spreading  out 
the  verses  on  his  knee,  and  looking 
at  them  with  one  eye;  "I  seem  to  see 
some  meaning  in  them,  after  all. 
' — said  I  could  not  swim — '  You 
can't  swim,  can  you?"  he  added, 
turning  to  the  Knave. 

The  Knave  shook  his  head  sadly. 
"  Do  I  look  like  it?"  he  said.  (Which 
he  certainly  did  not,  being  made  en- 
tirely of  cardboard.) 

"All  right,  so  far,"  said  the  King, 
and  he  went  on  muttering  over  the 
verses  to  himself:     '"We  know  it  to 

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be  true — '  That's  the  jury,  of  course. 
'I  gave  her  one,  they  gave  him  two — ' 
Why,  that  must  be  what  he  did  with 
the  tarts,  you  know — " 

"But  it  goes  on,  'they  all  returned 
from  him  to  you/  "  said  Alice. 

"Why,  there  they  are!"  said  the 
King,  triumphantly,  pointing  to  the 
tarts  on  the  table.  "Nothing  can 
be  clearer  than  that.  Then  again 
— '  before  she  had  this  fit — '  You  never 
had  fits,  my  dear,  I  think?"  he  said 
to  the  Queen. 

"Never!"  said  the  Queen,  furiously, 
throwing  an  inkstand  at  the  Lizard 
as  she  spoke.  (The  unfortunate  little 
Bill  had  left  off  writing  on  his  slate 
with  one  finger,  as  he  found  it  made 
no  mark;  but  he  now  hastily  began 
again,  using  the  ink,  that  was  trick- 
ling down  his  face,  as  long  as  it 
lasted.) 

Then   the   words   don't   fit  you," 
said    the    King,    looking    round    th< 


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court  with  a  smile.  There  was  a 
dead  silence. 

"It's  a  pun!"  the  King  added  in  an 
offended  tone,  and  everybody  laughed. 

"Let  the  jury  consider  their  ver- 
dict/' the  King  said,  for  about  the 
twentieth  time  that  day. 

"No,  no!"  said  the  Queen.  "Sen- 
tence first — verdict  afterwards/' 

"Stuff  and  nonsense!"  said  Alice, 
loudly.  "The  idea  of  having  the 
sentence  first!" 

"  Hold  your  tongue !"  said  the  Queen, 
turning  purple. 

"I  won't!"  said  Alice. 

"Off  with  her  head!"  the  Queen 
shouted  at  the  top  of  her  voice.  No- 
body moved. 

"Who  cares  for  you?"  said  Alice 
(she  had  grown  to  her  full  size  by  this 
time).  "You're  nothing  but  a  pack 
<v/"       of  cards!" 

At  this  the  whole  pack  rose  up  into 
the  air  and  came  flying   down  upon 

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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 

her.  She  gave  a  little  scream,  half  of 
fright  and  half  of  anger,  and  tried  to 
beat  them  off,  and  found  herself  lying 
on  the  bank,  with  her  head  in  the  lap 
of  her  sister,  who  was  gently  brushing 
away  some  dead  leaves  that  had  flut- 
tered down  from  the  trees  upon  her  face. 

"Wake  up,  Alice  dear!"  said  her  sis- 
ter.    "  Why,  what  a  long  sleep  you've  • 
had!" 

"  Oh,  I've  had  such  a  curious  dream!" 
said  Alice,  and  she  told  her  sister,  as 
well  as  she  could  remember  them,  all 
these  strange  adventures  of  hers  that 
you  have  just  been  reading  about; 
and  when  she  had  finished  her  sister 
kissed  her,  and  said,  "  It  was  a  curious 
dream,  dear,  certainly;  but  now  run 
in  to  your  tea;  it's  getting  late." 
So  Alice  got  up  and  ran  off,  thinking 
while  she  ran,  as  well  she  might,  what 
a  wonderful  dream  it  had  been. 


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But  her  sister  sat  still  just  as  she 
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ALICE'S    EVIDENCE 

left  her,  leaning  her  head  on  her  hand, 
watching  the  setting  sun,  and  think- 
ing of  little  Alice  and  all  her  wonderful 
adventures,  till  she  too  began  dream- 
ing after  a  fashion,  and  this  was  her 
dream : 

First,  she  dreamed  of  little  Alice 
herself,  and  once  again  the  tiny  hands 
were  clasped  upon  her  knee,  and  the 
bright,  eager  eyes  were  looking  up  into 
hers — she  could  hear  the  very  tones 
of  her  voice,  and  see  that  queer  little 
toss  of  her  head  to  keep  back  the 
wandering  hair  that  would  always 
get  into  her  eyes — and  still  as  she 
listened,  or  seemed  to  listen,  the  whole 
place  around  her  became  alive  with 
the  strange  creatures  of  her  little  sis- 
ter's dream. 

The  long  grass  rustled  at  her  feet 
as  the  White  Rabbit  hurried  by; 
the  frightened  Mouse  splashed  his 
way  through  the  neighboring  pool; 
she  could  hear  the  rattle  of  the  tea- 
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ALICE    IN    WONDERLAND 


cups  as  the  March  Hare  and  his  friends 
shared  their  never-ending  meal,   and, 
the  shrill  voice  of  the  Queen  ordering 
;off  her  unfortunate  guests  to  execu-£§]$ 
^/tion;    once    more    the    pig-baby   was\^ 
sneezing  on  the  Duchess's  knee,  while 
plates  and  dishes  crashed  around  it; 
once  more  the  shriek  of  the  Gryphon,  § 
the  squeaking  of  the  Lizard's  slate-  '((%_ 
pencil,   and  the  choking  of  the  sup-  . 
pressed  guinea-pigs  filled  the  air,  mixed  « 
up  with  the  distant  sobs  of  the  miser- 
able Mock-Turtle. 

So  she  sat  on  with  closed  eyes,  and 
half  believed  herself  in  Wonderland, 
though  she  knew  she  had  but  to  open 
them  again  and  all  would  change 
to  dull  reality — the  grass  would  be 
only  rustling  in  the  wind,  and  the 
pool  rippling  to  the  waving  of  the 
reeds — the  rattling  teacups  would 
change  to  the  tinkling  sheep-bells, 
and  the  Queen's  shrill  cries  to  the  £ 
voice  of  the  shepherd  boy — and  the/ 

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ALICE'S    EVIDENCE 

sneeze  of  the  baby,  the  shriek  of  the 
Gryphon,  and  all  the  other  queer 
noises  would  change  (she  knew)  to 
the  confused  clamor  of  the  busy 
farm-yard — while  the  lowing  of  the 
cattle  in  the  distance  would  take  the 
place  of  the  Mock-Turtle's  heavy  sobs. 
Lastly,  she  pictured  to  herself  how 
this  same  little  sister  of  hers  would, 
in  the  after-time,  be  herself  a  grown 
woman;  and  how  she  would  keep, 
through  all  her  riper  years,  the  simple 
and  loving  heart  of  her  childhood ;  and 
how  she  would  gather  about  her  other 
little  children,  and  make  their  eyes 
bright  and  eager  with  many  a  strange 
tale,  perhaps  even  with  the  dream  of 
Wonderland  of  long  ago;  and  how  she 
would  feel  with  all  their  simple  sor- 
rows, and  find  a  pleasure  in  all  their 
simple  joys,  remembering  her  own 
child-life  and  the  happy  summer  days. 


AN  EASTER  GREETING 

TO 

EVERY  CHILD  WHO  LOVES 
"ALICE" 


Dear  Child, 

Please  to  fancy,  if  you  can,  that  you  are  read- 
ing a  real  letter,  from  a  real  friend  whom  you 
have  seen,  and  whose  voice  you  can  seem  to  your- 
self to  hear,  wishing  you,  as  I  do  now  with  all 
my  heart,  a  happy  Easter. 


Do  you  know  that  delicious,  dreamy  feeling 
when  one  first  wakes  on  a  summer  morning,  with 
the  twitter  of  birds  in  the  air,  and  the  fresh  breeze 
coming  in  at  the  open  window — when,  lying 
lazily  with  eyes  half  shut,  one  sees  as  in  a  dream 
gxeen  boughs  waving,  or  waters  rippling  in  a 
golden  light  ?  It  is  a  pleasure  very  near  to  sad- 
ness, bringing  tears  to  one's  eyes  like  a  beautiful 
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AN    EASTER    GREETING 


picture  or  poem.  And  is  not  that  a  mother's 
gentle  hand  that  undraws  your  curtains,  and  a 
mother's  sweet  voice  that  summons  you  to  rise  ? — 
to  rise  and  forget,  in  the  bright  sunlight,  the 
ugly  dreams  that  frightened  you  so  when  all  was 
dark — to  rise  and  enjoy  another  happy  day, 
first  kneeling  to  thank  that  unseen  Friend  who 
sends  you  the  beautiful  sun  ? 


Are  these  strange  words  from  a  writer  of  such 
tales  as  Alice?  And  is  this  a  strange  letter  to 
find  in  a  book  of  nonsense  ?  It  may  be  so.  Some 
perhaps  may  blame  one  for  thus  mixing  together 
things  grave  and  gay;  others  may  smile  and  think 
it  odd  that  any  one  should  speak  of  solemn  things 
at  all,  except  in  church  and  on  a  Sunday ;  but 
^  I  think —  nay,  I  am  sure  —  that  some  children  ^C 


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will   read   this  gently  and  lovingly,  and  in  the 
$'  spirit  in  which  I  have  written  it. 

For  I  do  not  believe  God  means  us  thus  to 
divide  life  into  two  halves — to  wear  a  grave  face 
on  Sunday,  and  to  think  it  out  of  place  to  even 
so  much  as  mention  Him  on  a  week-day.  Do 
you  think  He  cares  to  see  only  kneeling  figures, 
and  to  hear  only  tones  of  prayer ;  and  that  He 
does  not  also  love  to  see  the  lambs  leaping  in  the 

nlight,  and  to  hear  the  merry  voices  of  the 


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children  as  they  roll  among  the  hay?  Surely 
their  innocent  laughter  is  as  sweet  in  His  ears 
as  the  grandest  anthem  that  ever  rolled  up  from 
the  "  dim,  religious  light "  of  some  solemn  cathe- 
dral ? 

And  if  I  have  written  anything  to  add  to  those 
stores  of  innocent  and  healthy  amusement  that 
are  laid  up  in  books  for  the  children  I  love  so  well, 
it  is  surely  something  I  may  hope  to  look  back 
upon  without  shame  and  sorrow  (as  how  much 
of  life  must  then  be  recalled  f)  when  my  turn 
comes  to  walk  through  the  valley  of  shadows. 


This  Easter  sun  will  rise  on  you,  dear  child 
feeling  your  "  life  in  every  limb,"  and  eager  to 
rush  out  into  the  fresh  morning  air — and  many 
an  Easter-day  will  come  and  go  before  it  finds  */'& 
you  feeble  and  gray-headed,  creeping  wearily  out  '"•'..§* 
to  bask  once  more  in  the  sunlight;  but  it  is  good,  '/& 
even  now,  to  think  sometimes  of  that  great  morn-  y 
\  ing  when  the  "  Sun  of  Righteousness  shall  arise 
with  healing  in  his  wings." 

Surely  your  gladness  need  not  be  the  less  for 
the  thought  that  you  will  one  day  see  a  brighter 
dawn  than  this — when  lovelier  sights  will  meet 
your  eyes  than  any  waving   trees  or  rippling 


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AN    EASTER    GREETING 


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waters — when  angel  hands  shall  undraw  your 
curtains,  and  sweeter  tones  than  ever  loving  mother 
breathed  shall  wake  you  to  a  new  and  glorious 
day — and  when  all  the  sadness  and  the  sin  that 
darkened  life  on  this  little  earth  shall  be  forgotten 
like  the  dreams  of  a  night  that  is  past ! 
Your  affectionate  friend, 

LEWIS  CARROLL. 
Easter,  1876. 


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CHRISTMAS    GREETINGS 


[FROM  A  FAIRY  TO  A  CHILD.] 

LADY  dear,  if  Fairies  may 

For  a  moment  lay  aside 
Cunning  tricks  and  elfish  play, 

"Tis  at  happy  Christmas-tide. 

We  have  heard  the  children  say — 
Gentle  children,  whom  we  love — 

Long  ago,  on  Christmas  Day, 
Came  a  message  from  above. 

Still,  as  Christmas-tide  comes  round, 
They  remember  it  again — 

Echo  still  the  joyful  sound, 

"Peace  on  earth,  good- will  to  menl' 

Yet  the  heart  must  child-like  be 
Where  such  heavenly  guests  abide. 

Unto  children,  in  their  glee, 
All  the  year  is  Christmas-tide. 


